Why Are These Lights So Bright

He was a danger to her; but she did not know it. Honestly, he didn?t know it. However, it was not the liberation of her familiar scent that would meet him first. No, it was the grotesque musk of Isardis, and she seemed to wear it strongly. Why? The burly man would rotate on his paws (and this time it was somewhat graceful) and he could hear the light whisper of the dolls lyrics string themselves through the air. Alas, he would let his eyes be his guide beneath the moonlit sky and his eyes would glue to her body heavily. This was her this was Liberty but alas she was with the bonds of another, one that they had previously saved her from, and for a moment he thought that they had lost her and he would feel a tinge of anger and remorse strike him. This was wrong, ?I thought we had saved you,? the solemn whisper of just those words was enough for him to feel anger begin to stir beneath him.

His vision was trained perfectly on her because he needed to know, but still, she stood proud and she stood with an amicable amount of pride. She was happy to be where she was at and immediately a scoff ran free of his throat and a smirk enlightened his glorious features, ?Your mother would be so disappointed,? He understood that Aislyn had been a grand and remarkable warrior in Valhalla. Now her daughter were turned enemy. Those that had sheltered her and promised her love had been turned against. Treacherous. Such was the only words that rang through his mind.