ardent

reactions speak louder than words



Natalya

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
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04-27-2014, 05:03 PM





Apparently Poe had been far too distracted protecting his mistress to notice the lunatic(s?) sitting nearby. The wind blew so fiercely in wrong direction, he (they?) was entirely undetectable to the blind woman. She tried to give her raven the benefit of the doubt, glad he had saved her from a greater pain. Within the hour she would be able to bear the pain enough to walk, but it would be best if she had some sort of relief when she did so that she could put even a small amount of weight on her injured paw.



So it was that she murmured quietly to her companion a request that he return to Olympus and retrieve a particular plant from her stash (rather than suffering her injury to seek one out among the mass of stone where none were likely to grow). She listened to the flap of his wings as he departed before turning her attention to the new problem at hand - her company. She heard only the voice of one, and yet it spoke in multiples. Either there was a number of silent wolves before her or this one was insane. She wasn't overly fond of either idea.



I am injured, you are correct there, she said with a swish of her tail. But I most certainly am no dolly. Who are you, and what brings you to such treacherous lands, stranger? She figured it was safer to address only one to find out what exactly was going on. Better than addressing multiples and sounding like a fool.






talk, think

and quoth the raven, "nevermore"