Runaway Girl

N/A · 06-10-2014, 06:34 PM

She had startled the woman. The Queen would watch as the smaller woman scrambled off the rock, curling in on herself. The woman wouldn't meet her gaze, keeping her eyes downcast as she spoke. Lady Sibelle? How may I serve you? The woman would chuckle softly, peering curiously down at the woman. "Stand up dear, you have no reason to be afraid." She would coo softly to the woman, not wanting to startle the poor girl anymore. "Whats your name?" Haunches would recline easily, tail curling around her. She was forced to look down at the girl, even if she did stand at her full height, Sibelle was much larger. A small smile played on her lips as her verdant gaze searched what she could see of the girls face. Tattered ears sat at attention, listening for the woman's soft voice to speak again. The more she looked at the woman, the clearer it became that her behavior was well practiced and customary. Had she been born into a life that drilled this sort of behavior into her? There was no other explanation, the girl held herself in such an uncomfortable looking position, and didn't complain once, not a muscle twitched nor did a leg tremble with strain. A brow would lift with concern as her crown tipped to the side.

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