Pretty In Pink
04-23-2014, 06:55 PM
The black pelted femme would yawn and pace around almost impatiently, waiting for someone to arrive. The female was eager to start her training. Any day now, she thought to herself as she would roll her orange eyes in blakened amusement. Where the hell were they? The fae would tip her crown into the air, sniffing that scent of a male. Ahh, here they are, she thought to herself, turning towards the male and dipping her crown in a small bow. "Hello, I'm Mariposa, and I would like some training in fighting.. Please," She would add the last word just to be polite, not feeling the need to be in a rude mood about the man that would train her to become better. |