russian roulette with no luck
01-27-2014, 06:36 PM
She had certainly not expected the response she would get as she moved to remove herself rom his grasp. She knew not who he really was, and she did not rather care either. She was on a mission and it could not be interrupted, even if deep down she did rather enjoy the way his form met with her gaze. She she turned to retreat she would hear his movement as his form was pushed from the earth, "there's a wraith on your shoulder." It was not what he said that would startle the she wolf, but rather the tone of voice he said it to her in. She thought it was possible he spoke of a creature attacked to her side, and she would jump away looking to find the attacker on her shoulder. All that stood was her cross mark. Her violet gaze would drift back to the man, as she would put his words off to an illusion or even possibly insanity. Who was this brute and what did he think had found itself on her body? "What do you speak of stranger? There is not but my family's crest upon my shoulder." Her head would turn slightly as she contemplated the man who was not her kin. I can talk! |
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