The Cross Cloaked in Mists
01-18-2014, 12:52 AM
The fickle mists would shuffle in out out of existence around her as heavier bits of condensation formed together. She would hold back her tears and continue her endeavor of calming her breathing, but her focus was much too engaged on inner thoughts than those around her. She would take for granted the cover of the fog, and would not notice a man approach in its impurities. Minuscule seconds would span the distance of time between when she realized he was there and when he would let his voice call out to her. She'd such in her breath and automatically loose a growl from within her chest, her lithe form would swing around so she would face him head on. She would bear her pearly incisors as she baked away just a bit. "Hello, miss." Her eyes would narrow as she bit back a snarl, he did not seem as though he wished her harm. Her guard would however not be let down as another growl left her throat. She didn't trust anyone who did not bear her family's mark. Her paintbrush marked tail would swish behind her in an irritated manner, she did not enjoy being snuck up on. A huff would be let loose from her as she regained a proper composure, her head held high and her ears trained solely upon him. Violet gaze would look him over scrutinizingly as she decided what he wanted with her. She would loose another growl before finally deciding on words as communication, "What do you want?" her words were a sneer as her tail knocked once again. There was a possibility he had seen other's of her family, but she was not sure she even wanted to ask him. The less words she had to speak to a stranger the better. Speech, |
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