Walk Through The Fire

N/A · 01-15-2014, 03:38 AM

The sage's herb sorting was interrupted by the soft tones of a russet woman, who was an oddity and a beauty, Eris mentally noted as she turned to look at her. Obviously, such a beauty was a child of the king, he did have a habit for throwing uniquely marked babes. A slight smile pulled at her jaws, but before she could speak to assure the dame that she wasn't interrupting, another wolf appeared, this one didn't smell of the pack, but that didn't mean that he wasn't new. A curious look crossed her jaws, as she moved close to the dame, her golden eyes on the curious male. "You don't smell like Glaciem." She commented dryly, her tone suspicious but not unfriendly.

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