More to Come
11-10-2013, 12:30 AM
Suddenly, the large male was on his feet, towering over the petite maiden and looking extremely fierce. She felt a twinge of fear, maybe she had gone to far this time, pushed the wrong wolf at the wrong time. Then of course, he called her a runt. Oh no, that did not bode well for the ivory masked girl's opinions of the darkly toned man. ?Much better, and now that you're up, we can get ourselves acquainted. The name's Eulari Armada, and you are?? She asked her companion, her rosy orbs staring straight into the man's own ocean toned optics. She grinned, revealing her needle like pearl razors. This was going to be interesting, seeing how far she could push the already angered man. She clearly would have a time out running him, but she could probably do it if the opportunity arose. Something about him seemed familiar, to a degree, but she couldn't place it, so she wrote it off as a mere illusion, a trick of the light and a mistake made by her innocent orchid pigmented pools. Seating herself calmly, fluidly, she wrapped her tail around her tea cupped paws and cocked her delicate cranium ever so slightly to the side, watching him as if he were an equation that stumped her. ?Speech? |