russian roulette with no luck
02-26-2014, 08:35 PM
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Her brows would pull together in a confused scowl as her confrontation of the man would continue. She would just become more confused as his odd lyrics would fall from dual toned lips. Talking of a wraith and her soul, she had not the slightest inkling of what he spoke of. The only soul burdening she bore was that of a broken family in need of repair. Though curiosity ran through her veins thickly, so she would question him. There could be more to this mad wolf than what he would let on. "I feel no wraith." she would feel slightly insulted, this would remind her of the journey she needed to continue. She would certainly debate for a moment of just turning once again and being on her way manners be damned. This odd being was not of her kin, but she could not ignore herself. "Thank you for the concern, but I really must be off.." slate paws would remain unmoving however, because no matter how hurried she was she still had questions brewing within her mind. Not that she was ready to divulge them to the man before her.? |