seven ate nine

*Dægmar* · 02-02-2014, 01:39 PM

Poison dripping off my fangs...

Six. A curious name indeed and no surname? D?gmar knew it was possible that she was being lied to and also that the other was covetous of her information and wary. D?g had no such qualms. She existed as she was and those that did not care for her could either accept that or leave. While she could be cautious and secretive when she wanted she was mostly a warrior, a fighter, a killer. She had very few secrets to hide, especially when they could get her what she wanted. But, D?gmar did believe she was of Glaciem, she knew the scent so perhaps Six was indeed her name after all and she existed without a surname. D?gmar would take the femme fatale's words as truth, after all, she was quite lovely and she bit. D?gmar grinned, it was time to stir up some trouble. She had a feeling they both might find something to be gained from this little encounter.

"Why Amenti is exactly what's been on my mind? I've been looking for a pack of strength to grow as a fighter but it seems Amenti is falling apart. Several members have already left after the last meeting. I had briefly considered Glaciem and am? regretting my decision. Though as it stands I haven't the stomach to raise whleps. Tell me, how do you find your pack? Do you see fire in their eyes or dead coals?" D?gmar wasn't sure what she wanted to hear from the other or even what her goals really were. This was just a bit of fun, a little poke at Syrinx for brushing her aside so quickly. But she did also wonder what she was missing out on. She couldn't help it. Perhaps she could apply for Glaciem again, though no doubt she'd have to battle to prove herself worthy, surely.

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seven ate nine

Dægmar