magnetic
11-27-2013, 09:19 AM
She would linger where she had called, interested in Isardis' state, and the fate of Glaciem. She knew not even what the stakes were in the war that had been waged, but whatever they may be - she truly worried for the ice kingdom her brother had forged. A smile tugged at her lips as his scent staggered before him, bringing with it the overwhelming presence of Taurig - and blood. For an instant she froze, terrified at what her brother might have done to his own kin, but eventually she would tilt her head to meet his haphazard being - he was hurt. Almost instantly she would bring herself to her stomach, pressing her bosom tightly to the earth in substance. Head angled low, ears tucked against her skull. She was nothing. He would speak her name, sending a dagger through her chest. Her face remained collected, despite the myriad of emotions and struggles rolling around in her skull. It would not do to show anything but remorse - which was truly all she had left. ?Isardis,? she would bring herself to say, stumbling over even the single word. ?As quickly as I could..? she murmured. Perhaps, if he did not ask the proper questions, she would not have to tell him anything at all - though she doubted she had that much luck left in the world. She would not make a move to go toward him, but would not retreat either. Holding fast to the ground she lay upon, the once-Sentinel would wait. ?speech,? |
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