Brewing
03-13-2014, 09:16 PM
The stranger told Celeste to relax, that only made her gaze narrow. The woman just wanted to make sure she was okay out here on her own. The child wasn't sure if she should feel grateful that she felt worry for her being on her own, or annoyed because the wolf thought she was weak and vulnerable without an adult nearby. She wouldn't show either however, just hold her stance and stare at the rogue. One could always lie, give a false impression in order to get close enough to make a move. The child would be careful. Emer Lasair, an odd name but interesting. Lost child... Head would rise, the child part not needed, even though she was well aware that she was one. Some of her aggressiveness would simmer down, hackles resting, ears moving forward. ?My parents won't come looking for me, if that's what your thinking.? Voice monotonous. The only one that would come looking for her was Finiarel or her Queen, Destruction... other than that Celeste's parents were well away from here, probably starting a new family over in Ebony. Clearing her throat, the young girl would look off to the side. ?Celeste... Mathias-Adravendi.? If she gave her full name, would the woman possibly have met her parents at some point, possibly crossed paths? She doubted the idea but you never knew what could happen. Tail would lower to hang between her hind legs, brows coming together as she began to think about her parents and older siblings. Speech, Thought, Others |