Step Free of The Shadows
08-06-2014, 07:18 PM
The tyrant had been bored for the spars had not started yet. Nor was her partner anywhere to be found. Therefor she sought something to do. Her beautiful, bi colored, orbs flicked around observing everyone. Her eyes skipped from the Niflheim girls to her sister. Then to the host, back over to the lake. Her eyes fell upon a russet-brown man who hung over the shore with a sort of melancholy gaze. The temptress tilted her head and perked up slightly. Nephele was a talkjer, it was obvious. She was the go to social butterfly if she was not in one of her moods. The moods that often involve her getting into trouble. The short lady began to slither off to the shore, slipping to his left side with ease. The femme's haunches slowly lowered to the ground as she, as well, looked down into the water below. Nephele gazed into her own eyes, it was not often a Wolf got to see themselves if they had no still water around. So, it was nice to see she was still beautiful as ever. The vain woman made sure she had no serious flaws before looking to her left at the boy next to her. "Why do you sit alone as a grand festival happens around you?" Her head tilted giving him a little grin with the signature flicker of cockiness within her eyes. Nephele was quite an interesting girl. One moment she could be trying to kick your ass, the next flirting but never giving. The Elysius dame was unique, yet she did not know if the man would buy into it or not. Only time would tell. "" |