Gone
12-15-2013, 11:55 AM
"Azelea?" The tone was muffled and stuck fear in the girl as she turned to see who spoke. Her relief obvious as she saw it was just Liberty, a rabbit in her mouth to block her words. In this land of whites and blues and grey, it was the blood that first grabbed Azalea's amber gaze. Eyes locking on the limp body and the blood that clung to Liberty's mouth. "What are you doing here?" It was the not the first time that question had been sounded from Liberty's lips. Azalea seemed fairly talented at striking alarm into the tri shaded wolf. She stood, on edge. The distance between the two, for Azalea, was charged with tension. "I had come to see you but its still in debate as to if you are still friend or if you've turned foe. You seem to have become... comfortable with your new pack." Azalea's tone was chipped in ice. She would side step, giving Liberty a view of her midsection. "I had two, boys. I have yet to love them but I do my best for them." Her eyes would watch Liberty closely, waiting to see how the former Valhallan would react. |
