Stopping to sip the red wine

*Felicita* · 12-04-2013, 10:40 PM

Felicita calmly watched the exchange between Oddity and the king, confusion and hope warring in her emerald irises. The King had defended her, had saved her from the wrath of Oddity, and yet his savior-like words were somewhat insulting. Whether the King had meant them cruelly or not, the words cut into the young woman. However, instead of being hurt, the words fueled Felicita's smoldering fire. The girl was always one to be walked all over, but this traumatic event had changed something inside of Felicita. Instead of something breaking, something had been fused together; the pieces of her courage that had never been whole.

The delicate young woman pricked her audits to catch the King's words; he wanted her to stay? His statement completely unhinged all of Felicita's plans to huff and stomp off. Instead, she found herself almost willing to give it a shot. After all, she was injured, and weak, and there were likely more wolves in the world like Oddity, who wouldn't hesitate to make quick work of a tiny, injured wolf. Felicita turned her head to glare daggers at Oddity, though keeping her canines sheathed this time around. The woman ignored the bite of pain that shot through her neck and down her spine, the cracking of dried blood as fresh blood flowed forth.

Running out of hatred for Oddity quickly, Felicita's fire began to dim and was replaced by fear. The ebony brute was still right there, and as Felicita watched her blood trickle into the snow, everything that had happened in the last couple of hours hit her full force. Felicita's heart began to beat much quicker, her orbs widening in a panic-stricken expression. Her lungs ached for air, but the woman did not want to increase her breathing and thus give her panic away. What the hell did I get myself into? I never should have left home.. Forcing her panic down, Felicita struggled to her feet, the movement scattering even more drops of scarlet against the pure white snow.

Quelling her rising panic-attack, Felicita cleared her throat and focused her attention on the king, hoping that by simply ignoring Oddity she could forget that he was there. "I believe I can, Your Grace." the young woman said, not entirely sure of how to address this massive, commanding King. "My name is Felicita Adalfero. I wish I could say that it was nice to meet you, but considering the circumstances, it's quite hard to be pleasant." Felicita turned and glared at Oddity once more before returning her attention to the King. "However, I must thank you for the reprieve from being beaten senseless, and I would greatly appreciate any help from you Healers." Fell nodded her head in a small bow. "You are too kind. Might I ask the name of my savior?"

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