DARK HORSE

N/A · 12-08-2013, 08:22 AM

Violet pools would capture him, her head tilting ever so slightly to the left, as he would speak. His tone was desirable, intriguing, and she felt a slight smile tugging at the corners of her jaw. A slight chuckle, she would emit, when he spoke of her wisdom and beauty, and a slight reply would escape her. "He's not so bad himself." She would speak, notes light and nearly whimsical. He would move a stride forward, and she herself would move slightly on the boulder, coming closer to the edge, and turning seamlessly towards him. Isardis Armada the king of Glaciem, he would introduce himself and her interest in the stranger would peak. "Ah, a king, such a fitting title for one so intriguing." She would breath aloud, before speaking again, "My name is Roman, named aptly for the greatness I shall be." She would introduce herself, her tail lifting slightly behind her, with pride. She would be great, very great indeed.

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