Running [Ifrit]
03-19-2013, 09:42 PM
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That everything you once held dear, is taken away from you It was a curious matter, every time the infernal hellion crossed the grey eyed lassie she was sprinting to the fullest of her ability. He didn't particularly fancy running, yes it had a lot to do with the fact he just wasn't built for it, but it really supplied him with nothing. He was the literal walk out and throw down type, and he had no intention of being any different. Perhaps she was the same, though of course, vice versa. The beast would pull himself from the ridge he stood upon as she slowed to a stop and his head would quirk quickly, "ye roon ah loot," He would stare at her for a long moment, his tail falling behind him with wonderment and his eyes staring at her in curiosity. What was it with this woman that he had to see her all the time. Was she the only woman in Alacritis? It was beginning to get a bit too coincidental for the fiery eyed lord. His head would curve to the side, his inquiry clear. What about speed beckoned to her?
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