Somebody save me
04-01-2014, 11:54 PM
| Cormalin |
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Slowly, she woke at last, and he caught a whiff of panic from her before she seemed to recall herself. Perhaps it had to do with her eye? He?d noticed the injury, which was likely the source of infection and fever. Perhaps it was recent enough that she hadn?t gotten used to it. That, or she had caught the scent of him. He watched as she turned away from him and drank deeply. When she was finished, she stared at him, though she seemed to be trying to hide the scarring about her eye. When she finally spoke, it was harshly voiced, but he only raised a brow point. ?Threat? You? No. But you may have been followed. And It was Glaciem that chose to start a war with Valhalla. So I will watch my back for ambush, thank you.? His eyes swept over her bony frame. ?Your king must really be an uncaring sort, if any one of his members can become as ill and thin as you have.? If it took a Valhallan to feed one of Isardis? own members, he pondered, obviously the albino tyrant didn?t keep tabs on his pack very well. Turning away from her he padded back to the water, crouching low and still, until he?d sighted a fish. A splash later and he pulled up a large trout, crunching down and ceasing the fish?s struggle. Dropped it on the shore, he settled back down to wait for the fish to forget about the fright they must have had as their fellow brethren was plucked from the water. ?I never caught your name back when I was captive there.? Quiet baritone voice rumbled softly as he watched the undulating silhouettes of the fish as they slowly drew back to their places. |