When you've lost everything, what is left?

N/A · 11-23-2013, 07:15 PM

Morgan watched the lass as she spoke. The girl's violet eyes seemed to hold nothing more than care and curiosity. The icy sapphire blue ones, that looked back at the girl, held no such emotion. The ivory dame watched as the fox colored she wolf came forward, leaving only a few feet between them.

The moment the words ceased to fall and the girls hind end hit the ground, Morgan began walking a slow circle around the larger wolf. She inspected every inch of the girl, yet kept the two or three foot distance. The woman's ears wear perked but her tail was down, not in submission but simply showing the girl she need not fear her.

When she stopped back where she began Morgan spoke her answer "The better question is, are you sure you want to hear it?" her voice was soft but had a hint of revenge hidden within it.

Her ears flickered backward only for a second, but still long enough for her right ear to come apart and be noticeable. Finally she sat a bit sideways, the new scars on her shoulder now visible to the girl, and if she were to look close enough even the scar on her stomach would be noticeable. Silently the woman waited for the girl to respond.

Speech,

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