Night Terrors
11-11-2013, 01:18 PM
She had quite enjoyed the company she had with Azalea, even if the dame was a bit fiery with her tongue. The arrival of the pallid king, caused her to lift her head a bit of defiance glittering in her golden eyes. How much had he heard? Perhaps that he was a jerk-ass? She wouldn't apologize for that. Pushing herself to her paws, she daringly moved forward, in an attempt to put herself between the younger she-wolf and her king. He had done enough damage to Azalea, and it wasn't in a healers nature to risk, someone under her care even if she was a prisoner. Her golden eyes didn't waver from the pallid brute. Yes, her feelings about him had been disturbed as of late. "Such a presence you grace us with, Isarids.." She spoke lightly, her voice brisk, evidently sarcastic. "Come to do more damage or inquire about your future children?" Her voice grew slightly cooler, her hardened gaze daringly looking up at him. Perhaps it was the hormones of her pregnancy, that made her so daring, so willing to risk herself, for her values. She had hoped to move herself completely between the Valhallan prisoner, her tail hanging lightly behind her, a challenging smirk on her jaws. Do something... She mentally willed, her protection over the prisoner evident. ooc; i just had to use the angry table. eris has apparently lost it. :o Speech... |
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