The Earth and The Fire

*Raisa* · 01-03-2014, 08:49 PM

And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out
I'm gonna raise the stakes, I'm gonna smoke you out

Raisa came upon the male with a sly grin on her face. She watched from the shadows newly provided by thick, green newgrowth. He was shorter and slimmer than the well built fae, and she wandered what he was doing here. It was not an angry sort of curiosity, or a malicious one, which was odd for her. The change in seasons had put the female in a good mood. She knew it was her birthing season, and while she was not in heat, if pressed she could blame her amicability on that. She looked down to Koros, who stood beside her. He looked up, a dry light in his eyes and reflected it with a dry tone. He whispered to her, "And what plan are you concocting to be horrible to this particular wolf?" She tsked at him, and ruffled the fur atop his head with a paw. He grimaced, and she chuckled. "So little faith, Koros!" She pushed forward from the plants, feeling more than seeing the small silver piebald fox at her heels. She danced into the clearing with light, dainty pawsteps. The spring air made the fae feel a bit coltish, and it was all she could do to not dance forward and cuff the brute's ears. "And what exactly are you doing here?" Her words may have given off the feeling that Raisa had some particular claim to this land. She wanted to see how this male would respond. Would he hold his ground, or give in? It was the most important thing she could find out, before moving further.

"Speech" Think "Koros"

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