patient study
sephiran
09-30-2024, 12:36 PM
Sephiran appears, not letting Iscariot alone for long. The girl is well aware he's going to be angry, a wrath she'd take off the chin. Her reaction is stoic, gaze only leaving the Sound when the belugas fade from view. While his expression is meant to invoke a particular reaction, Iscariot refuses to crumble under the look alone. She's stony, a chill that doesn't break. When her gaze does shift to Sephiran, it's careful. Searching. The man has never been the most stable, but if she's lucky, he'll be reasonable here. "You know I wouldn't have gone without a good reason, right?" The words are quiet, her tone careful. Beseeching, but careful. "I was being hunted. I wasn't going to draw a threat like that to the pack." She won't beg, only explain. "It's neutralized, now." Iscariot shifts uncomfortably, wincing as her bruised shoulder and barely-closed neck wound pull under her pale coat. |
honduran white bats, chaos & calamity (clam)