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02-18-2014, 11:27 PM
Long had it been since the aftermath of the storm. Squall's leg had healed well, and there was barely if any sign of a limp. The ice hearted warrior patrolled, as was his usual course nowadays. He hardly mingled with the others, and he wondered if this was the right place for him anymore. After all, Loccian had her children and her husband. What use was he here now? Solemnly serious gaze swept the landscape, his silence the only sound in the quiet air. Not much had happened, though he was a bit skeptical about loccian passing the throne to another member, and although it wasn't a bad choice, he wondered how things would be now. He hadn't seen much of either of them, though rumors circulated that Loccian was ill...but what about the new leader? A scent would free him from disturbed thoughts, icy eyes narrowing in the direction of the scent. Who was it that was here? And why were they on his territory? Quickly and without hesitation, he would make his way forth. Senses on alert about him, stony features betraying nothing as he came upon a woman moments later. He looked her over, a strange sight she was, though that did not distract him nor bring down his guarded heart. "State your name and reason for being on Seracian soil." He would demand, voice holding its creeping cold edge that had begun to feel familiar for the past couple seasons...he had thought it would disappear, but because of his fear of being hurt again, he had retreated once more into the cold confines of his ice encased heart. He would listen to the stranger, and depending on her answer, would determine whether or not to run her out or remain and listen to her plea. Speech Thoughts Others |