Mousetrap
07-17-2014, 08:37 PM
She is dozing underneath a redwood, when the annoyed rants of Greek awake her. "These damn wolves have no respect for those that need rest." With an annoyed groan, her lids flicker open over violet eyes and she glares at her grey companion. I could sleep through it, you would hush." She smarts. She stretches her legs in front of her, before pulling herself into a standing position, with Greek scrambling upon her back as she moved. His claws dig into her shoulders as she shakes slightly, getting rid of the debris from her ivory coat. The caller is one she recognizes, but not one she has seen in a while, at least since the last Glaciem meeting. Sin isn't the type for a social visit, so she only wonders what ails him enough to seek her borders. Momentarily, she wonders where Faust is, thus far, he's made good on his promise to stick to her like an annoying fly. Though his promise, was not perhaps in such terms. Chuckling aloud, at her freedom, she trots off, ignoring the grumbling protests of her movements from Greek's position on her back. At the border, she comes to a halt, her violet eyes glancing over her brother. "You seem less than pleased, Sin." She remarks, coming close to the borders edge. Her brow furrows slightly, and she cocks her head. "What ails you?" She inquires. Surely, something is wrong if he is to show up at her borders. Greek Speak -- Roman Speak |