Might as Well
11-05-2013, 05:42 PM
She would remain still, collected as she settled near the quiet stranger. It was funny, really, how confident she was that this girl was no threat. The wolf was larger than she, scarred significantly, and looked menacing enough - and yet Solaine Adravendi held no fear. Perhaps that was a flaw, perhaps it was not. Either way, it was the truth. 'I'd rather be here than back in Valhalla, this whole thing is stupid.' ?It's stupid that they think we're useless.? To say she was bitter about being shipped off to Seracia was an understatement. ?I guess it's not so bad here, it's just different than home.? She was used to Valhalla, knew every inch of it like the back of her paw. This place - though she'd explored it a few times - was not familiar, was not home. An ear flickered idly as the girl announced her name, Seraphine. ?Solaine,? she would comment back - leaving off her surname mostly because she was irritated with her parents for sending her away - for treating her like a child. ?speak,? |