When you've lost everything, what is left?
11-29-2013, 09:35 PM
A slight frown would crease her brows slightly as she listened, hearing the hardships this ivory dame had overcome. She said nothing, keeping the talking to a minimum until the stranger would finish, and then she would decide whether to say anything. Clearly the wounds were still fresh, so her plans could be changed in the future. Large audits would flicker in response to the rage in the snow furred she wolf's words. She stood, approaching the dame cautiously and seating herself so she was flank to flank with the stranger. She rested her tiara against the smaller woman's shoulder, her voice falling from her ebony maw a murmur. "Fate is a fickle monster, Senora. Sometimes you have to lose something, to gain something even better. All you can do now is wait." She said, her voice low and soothing. She was trying to make the woman feel better, maybe there was something she could do to help her, other than offering a shoulder to cry on. She lifted her delicate head to gaze at the alabaster fae with deep violet pools, a smile teasing the corners of the giantess' obsidian lips, a sheepish, self conscious smile. "I'm sorry if that makes no sense, my English is still getting better." She told the icy eyed lupine, knowing full well sometimes she made absolutely no sense to others because she didn't know her second language very well. Talk like this |
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