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Fiamette

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
-
posts
201
player
09-13-2014, 05:26 PM




He is quickly catching up to her now, his longer limbs carrying him at a quicker pace than she was moving. Suddenly he pulls ahead if her, and is standing before her, putting himself directly in her path. She stops herself suddenly, her ebony dipped tail raising to align with her spine. They are inches away from each other now, and despite having her personal space invaded she does not move- but instead, admires his persistence.

"Yes, your task..." Her voice is low enough for him only to hear, her mischievous tone hinting at her sinister expectations. Her volcanic eyes aim to align with his icy glare, as she wants to make eye contact when giving him orders. "I do not know how capable in battle these wolves are, including you. Who's to tell the elite from the needy? Who will cause havoc, and who will stand at the side lines? Your task shall be to rally our members, and have them spar, so we can see who has been trained and who has not. We will begin training at once, I want our members to be ruthless murders, not pansy's who run in the face of war." She thinks of her mother when she says this, as she is still sickened by her cowardly disappearance.

Now that she has given him his task, she seeks to see just how far this mans boundaries can be pushed. She attempts to lean toward him now, seeking to have her right shoulder / right portion of her chest fall gently into him. (Unsure about their exact positioning) Her skull turns toward her left so she can get a better look at him, her right brow lifting as she wants to see how he reacts to a damsel leaning in suddenly. "Can you do this for me, Skoll?" She questions, mischief gleaming within her magma hued eyes.


"Speech"


*this character is prone to violent actions*
companions: marco, wolverine. apollyon, rainbow snake
"there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good"