Hot coals are sitting on butterflies

*Arian* · 04-28-2014, 02:47 PM

Arian would be clueless for the most part, for a long time until she scented the man. And it was easy to tell who he was, for his size, and the manner in which he walked she had memorized so easily. Her head would turn towards the growl, to see a beast who would strike fear into anyone who was in their right mind. He easily towered the small girl as she dropped the pigeon and kept her eyes locked on him. Syrinx it was, and someone she dearly respected, and held no fear for. She had seen his wolves fight, she had bonded with his daughter. Sure they all had a bit of evil in them, but it was something needed unless they all wanted to die. At such a young age she even knew this herself, regardless if she had been adopted or not she had felt the blood of them through her veins like a ghost. Arian would not deny her right to be an adravendi and she had done nothing to soil the name thus far. As she watched him in his growling fury, a smile slightly curved on her face in a friendly manner.
"Arian, Arian Adravendi daughter of Epiphron and Maverick. And you are Syrinx, the king who I look up to no matter how intimidating you may be." the words left her lips easily, she would tell the truth and nothing of it of what she believed. Arian didn't have a hint of fear within her, she had learned there was worst things to fear in the world. After spending time in Amenti she had at least learned a small set of fighting to tear into enemies never in a way she would have expected. She may have been a healer, but one day she still wanted to fight and be able to hold dear the things she loved. "You're back Syrinx... everyone's been wondering where you've been." She doubted he cared but, it was a statement all the same.

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