The Dainty Arts
01-02-2014, 10:19 AM
She had spent a slight bit of time in the presence of one of her smaller siblings, and to her demise she would be wrangled into a duty. She was to go on a quest for a bouquet of flowers. The winter months had slowly ebbed away from them and now it was slightly warmer. Small snow flowers would push up from the snow's ice grip. It was nothing like the more western territories, but in addition to the mass amounts of snow the color was rather pleasant. It would not be such a huge task to gather such pleasantries, but she knew it would be better if she made someone else go with her. She thought about seeking out her giant golden cat, Vask. He had been slightly scarce recently though, so her decision would land on Aros. He would pick flowers for her. Such a noble knight would surely do her bidding should she ask, and if he didn't he knew he would face her jaws once again. The giantess would move gracefully from her perch in search of the man. A wicked smile would play upon her features as she thought of the potential for the day, she had spent minimal one on one time with him since their travels. To be honest she missed his rough appearance by her side, his dutiful mannerisms made her smile. As she had been growing older the thoughts of having a man close to her had crossed her more than once. Her father had so many she wolves that he reproduced with, what were his plans for her? Was the same expected of her, or was she to be given a choice as to her mate? She had so many questions, but would let them settle for now. She needed to find Aros and force him along with her. She would find him lazing about the day, he looked to have not moved much at all. "Come along, lazabout. Make yourself useful and come with me. I need to pick some flowers." She looked at him with a stare that said 'do not defy me' written all over it. She was completely serious about what they'd be doing. Speech, |