Carnival Of Rust
09-14-2014, 08:21 PM
The call that rang out was very specific, requesting the presence of one individual. She would shrug it off, not really caring who wished to visit. But when the second call rang out, asking for her presence, she was intrigued. Altering her course, the silver Queen would head towards the border, the mists of the moor cloaking her gently. The closer she got, the stronger her golden toys scent got. This spiked her interest. She would move with silent grace, stopping only when she was a few feet from the duo. Her coral gaze would land on Maija, darkening with carnal desire, before shifting the man who stood at her borders. He was peculiar looking, intricate markings adorning his face. Her gaze would flicker back to Maija and brow lifted curiously. "And who might you be?" Slowly she would look back at the man, her tones level and smooth. If she wasn't mistaken, these two knew each other. Nostrils would quiver, noting the difference in Maija's scent. She would keep her mouth shut, far more interested in what this man had to say rather than her own suspicious, they would come to light soon enough.
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