ardent

All my debonair died in her arms one night



Emer

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
298
size
Small
build
posts
140
player
Novella
03-15-2014, 06:22 PM



Scents of any others within the crypt certainly hadn't been strong, they were far from fresh and Emer had thought she would be left alone here, hidden from the world. Sleep had come rather easily to her and had dragged her temporarily from reality. It gripped her so tightly that she wasn't fully unaware of another entering the crypt. An ear flicked slightly at the sound, though it hadn't been enough to fully disturb her.



That was of course all broken as the other made contact with her, his trip over her had been enough to wake her even without the snarl that followed soon afterwards. Head lifted and eyes snapped open, peering through the darkness to gaze at the irate wolf before her now. They widened further as she pushed herself up to her feet, panic quickly gripping her and adrenaline rushing through her had the power to make her now fully awake.



If possible she made herself look smaller, fearful of the wolf before her now. Any other worries that had plagued her as of late had been cast aside, frozen to the spot now and completely unsure with what to do. She couldn't fight him, though she had no idea how skilled he was in fighting she could almost guarantee it was far better than her own. Typically running would have been her first reaction, though with him blocking the exit path there was absolutely nothing she could do beyond retreat further into the depths of the crypt.



The idea hadn't even crossed her mind really, and even if it had Emer wasn't entirely certain how much control she had over her own body right now, still consumed by the wave of terror that this wolf had brought on. Somehow however she was moving backwards, her instincts apparently kicking in and urging her to get away from him.