there's an albatross around your neck
04-22-2014, 04:51 PM
As Altavro spoke again she would look at him, utterly perplexed. introduce myself as Altraverior? she mused, her eyes appraised him again and not for the first time found herself wondering if he was insane. ?I dont have the first clue what your on about, dear Polly? she admitted, and the look she levelled at him would display her uncertainty of his hold on sanity in this world. Her own expression would be met with a glare of his own, and an impish smile would creep back into her eyes. She had no idea why he was getting so upturned and frustrated so quickly, but was certain it was something she was doing ? and she loved it.
He would explain now that this was the first conversation they had had, and she would peer at him, feeling a moment of confusion. She was certain there was something familiar about him, so certain... Her eyes where almost slits as they studied him intently, but she would groan and stop as a pounding started in her head, as through dark corners in her mind where better left alone. She blinked a few times to clear her vision, feeling oddly lost, and young and confused. Her eyes would find his again, and another bewildered expression would be in her eyes. ?I had pups...? was all she could rasp out, before she sank to the sand in a sudden wave of depression.
He would explain now that this was the first conversation they had had, and she would peer at him, feeling a moment of confusion. She was certain there was something familiar about him, so certain... Her eyes where almost slits as they studied him intently, but she would groan and stop as a pounding started in her head, as through dark corners in her mind where better left alone. She blinked a few times to clear her vision, feeling oddly lost, and young and confused. Her eyes would find his again, and another bewildered expression would be in her eyes. ?I had pups...? was all she could rasp out, before she sank to the sand in a sudden wave of depression.