Don't Cry For Me
07-22-2014, 11:01 AM
The air was salty and sweet at the same time, the wind coming from the ocean and picking flowers along the way. Adelaide smiled as she breathed it in, and then watched as the man came to sit beside her. She noted the polite distance he put between them, and she came to appreciate it at this time in her life. Her sides expanded as she took another deep breath, falling into silence as they admired the surroundings. Spring may have been her favorite time of year. Things smelled so nice, and they looked so pretty... but the brute was speaking again. Adelaide turned her attention back to him, her one good ear standing straight to catch his name. "Adravendi, you say? Are you related to the former queen of Valhalla by any chance?" The white maiden thought it was terribly unfortunate what had happened to that pack. They had been good wolves, lead by a compassionate leader. That was the way it was supposed to be. But it was dangerous to talk politics with another if you didn't know where they stood. So Adelaide didn't mention anything yet. Maybe if he brought it up first. "My name is Adelaide Lazurite. It's a pleasure to meet you," she added, blue eyes sparkling with sincerity. "SPEECH" |