Scars Across My Face [Evelette]

They, apparently, had made a lethal team, his brute strength and power and her speed and precision had been no match for the young buck, they had taken him down with seemingly no wounds to show for it. Impressive, considering they were only two wolves, then again she had come from a warriors pack and he boasted no different the two of them should be able to kill prey with relative ease. Her strike was sufficient and Adonis's hold was strong, together they brought the monstrosity to his knees and in a few moments more he was still and silent, attending his final resting place.

She would lower her maw to the beasts thick ear, eyes drifting shut as she offered him a soft thanks for his sacrifice. A warrior she may be, but she had never lost her respect for the dead. Her gaze would shift to her companion, a smile spreading across her maw at his returned humor, a gentle laugh falling from her maw, before she choose one of his forelimbs to dine upon. "Well in that case m'dear, eat your fill, it's not as though you don't already tower over me." Her words were playful, filled with laughter.

She brushed off his praise with a toss of her head, pride had never been a sin she suffered from. "Nonsense, I did little more than aim a killing blow, it twas you that slowed him down and distracted him whilst I did so." She tore a heady strip off of the limb, swallowing it down eagerly, eyes flickering back to her companion. "Do you hope to linger long in Alacritis?" Her tone was open, conversational, she enjoyed his company and hoped, perhaps, if he choose to stay that they might do this again.

Speech!