The Dainty Arts

*Impra* · 01-03-2014, 03:03 PM

His sarcastic tones would reach her pristine ears and they would fall back, obviously not amused. He would shake the dirt from his pelt, making the decision to follow her instead of being a larger pain. She would hold her tail high above her back as her head followed suit, showing off her full height and position. He was still but a man roaming the wilderness, but she was a respected princess. Giving him a final growl at his words her champagne paws would elegantly carry her towards a more open expanse. Somewhere the snow would be thin enough for the flowers to peek through.
She still was quite unsure of the mans motives, she had figured right after they had arrived he would be off, back to his own Kingdom. She had certainly been misled, because he had not left sight of Glaciem's terra. What was he still doing here, so far away from greatness? Was it that he had lied about being a prince and only wished to bask in her glory? Surely now, he seemed to well mannered for a deception such as that. She would mentally shake her head, what was his purpose here?

Impra Armada

Royalty in the Flesh

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