Light in the Dark
01-18-2014, 11:22 PM
Esperanza opened her eyes and looked at the wolf before her. The emerald colored orbs shimmered slightly even though very little light emanated from inside the land. The crows continued to caw at them as the woman turned her head to them and howled so loud that it kind of seemed like the ground was shaking from underneath her paws. The crows that had once taken refuge in the trees dashed out of the forest, cawing their annoying tune. Esperanza looked at the brown colored femme before her and gave a soft smile.
"Last time I checked I was not a spirit, Ma'am," she addressed the fae, bowing her head in respect as she lifted it back up again. Everything about this place could only be described with three words. Hell on Earth. Everything about it seemed like death. Dead trees, leaves, bones of animals, when will she ever find a land where she would not see much of anything knocking on death's door? To her, it seemed not for a while.
"What is your name?" She asked the fae kindly, but she stayed on guard not wanting to keep it down in case the wolf before her turned into something menacing. She didn't show it though and stayed gentle and kind like a dove with four legs and paws instead of two. Her dark pelt blew in the wind that whistled past their ear drums as some moaning could be heard, but Esperanza paid no heed for the wind seemed to be messing with them, and she was not falling for it.
"Last time I checked I was not a spirit, Ma'am," she addressed the fae, bowing her head in respect as she lifted it back up again. Everything about this place could only be described with three words. Hell on Earth. Everything about it seemed like death. Dead trees, leaves, bones of animals, when will she ever find a land where she would not see much of anything knocking on death's door? To her, it seemed not for a while.
"What is your name?" She asked the fae kindly, but she stayed on guard not wanting to keep it down in case the wolf before her turned into something menacing. She didn't show it though and stayed gentle and kind like a dove with four legs and paws instead of two. Her dark pelt blew in the wind that whistled past their ear drums as some moaning could be heard, but Esperanza paid no heed for the wind seemed to be messing with them, and she was not falling for it.