Animal [Open]
03-12-2013, 07:11 AM
~*~ Champion's red gaze shifted. Her fluff-filled ears twitched at the black male's words. A runaway? Well she was always predisposed to like those - as she was quite proudly one herself. But his next words... She didn't understand them quite so well. They were a tad bold for just being introduced. What did Banshee have against her? For one thing, some wolves are edgy sorts, they don't need to have anything against you in particular, and for another, they'd only just met, Champion hadn't been expecting a lick on the nose. From such a vision as this she would've recoiled if she'd tried. Ah well, social lessons later, for now, Champion's full attention returned hastily to the other monstrous female. How would she react? Not pleasantly. The fae's method of speaking was as grotesque as her figure. And yet, pity, wasn't the word to describe what it filled Champion with. Apprehension, cation, but that darned excitement too. Still, the board had changed now. And Champion wasn't certain that the new player understood the rules. No doubt if she'd staid for a while longer Champion herself would've drawn out the beast, but today that honor went to Roman and Champion glanced at him warily wondering if the cost of that honor would be that "today" was his last day. Maybe it was because was also a runaway, maybe it was because he'd sort of stuck up for her, but Champion quickly made up her mind that if it came to blows between the monster in the mist and the black male, she'd step in on the side of the second. Normally one on one was something she approved of. She'd had plenty of her own deadly spats and would've detested outside help. But one wolf to another - a fight like that was honorable (not to mention fun)... this creature? could it even be called a wolf? There was something far too unnatural about her. A sense that made Champion all the more a-thrill, and all the more cautious. "Quite right, Miss." Champion said with a curt inclining of the head and a pointed gaze. "I do believe that the male here - and myself as well - have intruded on your time long enough. As neither yourself nor your companion seem to be enjoying our presence, we shall rid you of it." The words were said in a tone no different that the bold, genial one she'd been using, but it was very clearly meant as a warning to Roman. As much as Champion did love a good brawl, it was different when the one endangering their life wasn't her. She backed up a few squelching steps and then turned slightly, glancing at the male to see if he would make the wiser decision. Champion was more than happy to lead him out of there - and perhaps once in a more clean-aired (though admittedly less thrilling) place, they could have a chat, these two runaways. But of course this was all assuming the half dead creature didn't make a new move of her own. Aware of this, Champion kept one red eye on the haunting outlines of her form. ~*~ ~I?m now becoming my own S.e.l.f.-.f.u.l.f.i.l.l.e.d. Prophecy ~ |