Perfecting the Balance
09-21-2013, 07:49 PM
Her quick bath would be interrupted kindly, though she was not quite so happy with the job she was able to do. Before he would clear her throat the sound of his footsteps crunching through the snow would alert her to his presence. Ears would find their way to the direction from whence the sound came and her eyes would follow. She would find standing before her a giant of silver, his beautiful coat fell perfectly over his well defined body. "Afternoon miss. Welcome to Glaciem. I am Taurig, overseer and son to the king." She would give him the slightest of smiles, it seemed that she had a brother. Not that she expected differently when she found herself at the borders, there would be many more siblings for the girl. She would not her head in greeting as she would take her turn in the introduction, Good evening Taurig, thank you. You may call me Impra daughter to the King. She hoped her fur was as nicely in place as she wanted it to be. The wolf would have rather died than be seen in disorder, at least during peace times. She would not be seen as imperfect outside of battle and she would be seen as nothing but bloody while she was at war. Speech, |