What a way this lady had with her words, now she desires an alliance? My, my, my, how interesting and odd this had gotten. He let a deep sigh as the woman sat down and gazed into the sea, like he had before. Her fangs were still bared, in case the man made the wrong move. He could see the tricks and plots spark in the woman's eyes, but he avoided those gleaming and delicate eyes. Knowing she wouldn't harm him, he carefully sat himself beside her, straightening his spine and neck as he strained to get a better glimpse of the horizon. The waves were crashing below, and yet there was a peaceful silence in the wind where he was. Almost as if his sister had returned. The other one. The one that is his kin, his body, his blood, his sister. Though even with this calm moment, the woman could still explode in a heat of burning hunger and rage. So he would think twice before opening his mouth.
With his wise and curious eyes out to sea, he spoke in a dry and calm tone to the lady beside him. He agreed with her. He was looking for an alliance, and perhaps they could form one together?
"I am seeking an alliance in these cold times..." He answered her inquiry briskly with a hint of curiosity. Though he couldn't help but to chuckle. Amusement came to the man in such an odd sensation, and he just had to say what he had to say. Holding his laughs, he tried to make his words reach her with sophistication.
"Since when are you interested in alliances? I thought you didn't need me."
It was true. She clearly had stated that she didn't need him. But perhaps that was within her temper tantrum. Though now she is in her calm, yet plotting and cold state, and knowing her, she would possibly rip his fur off for his last quirky remark. Oh, but they were kin! And an alliance they were soon to have! Why ruin it now?
"Speech"
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