The other side isn't always greener
05-03-2014, 09:10 PM
The Glaciem woman wouldn't be kept waiting long. Before long an unfamiliar scent would reach her nose and heard the sound of paw steps not long after. Moments later a white form would appear, though not a solid white. Athena's gaze traced the marks on the woman's thigh and head, curious as to how they got there and why. Her first words would make Athena scoff softly, replying, "Who isn't my family in some way around here?" She smirked and rose to her paws, padding a bit closer to the white fea before stopping and settling down on her haunches once more. Athena would listen to her introduction with interest, noting that she had been right about an Arada leading Tortuga as well. "And I'm Athena Armada, just one of Isrdis's many, many daughters," she replied, her tail curling around her haunches. It did sometimes feel like she was lost in a sea of Bloods around here sometimes. When she was really little she thought being Isardis's daughter made her special since in her little world it was just her and her brothers, but she was quickly discovering that wasn't the case. Pushing the uncomfortable thoughts away, Athena focused back on Roman, her emerald and ruby gaze curious. "What's it like in Tortuga? I mean, is it all that different from Glaciem?" Speech Thought Others |
