Flawless[Joining]
02-06-2014, 12:47 AM
The pale woman had been patrolling a northern part of the territory, when a baritone call for the king or queen came from the borders. Though she was neither, the call caught her attention and she turned away from her path, heading back along the border to the source of the sound. She moved quickly, though not in too much a rush to beat her father or Sendoa to the scene, she didn't think they'd dismiss her if she appeared late. What was going on? Was it a new member? Another pack? Curiosity, had her on edge, as she approached. A sight would come into her eyes, a male whose color bore resemblance to the Armada blood-line and she wondered if he was related, or if he was simply a stranger. Coming to a halt, her violet eyes would look over him, taking in his appearance, noting his size and looks. He seemed capable, whomever he was. "With such exotic looks, you are either a lost Armada or a daring and gorgeous stranger." Her voice would leave her in cool tones, as she came to a halt near him, sliding back on her hips into a sitting position. Her white plume would come and curl around her, as she gazed at him, impassive appreciation for his features on her face. Would he be a relative or a stranger? Friend or foe? Speech, |
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