Acceptance to the pack

The man ahead of the pale woman soon spoke again; she thought in the precense of the beta he'd remain quiet; Rosalie is glad to answer the lingering questions being consumed into the lobes of quilted delights.

i can bring many things,sir. But fighting is the thing i thrive on most. Taking down those who are disrespectful, Punishing those who deserve it. My nature can be kind; but my duty would always come first, im sure you would understand?


Strong;sultry europian tones would curdle in his very own; persuing the air until theres no more to give.
Icy hues search the expressions of the sculptures ahead of her; annalizing if they trust the story of a rogue. A rogue with experience.shadows rippling along the contours of her spine; sliding across her hips, tracing her slender legs in a shiver of promiscuous delight. her silhouette, glistening beneath the blackening darkness in its sultry endeavour; like a veil, caressing her curves in a mysterious glow. A few seconds remained in silence. The woman would speak again.

My sisters name is alariesa; The woman is similiar to me, but she's more experienced with herbs and medicins. To help those in need of care. Health is important so she takes on the role of healer. Strategy is not always something my sisters strong with; so she finds it best to stick beside her flesh and blood. Together we both provide protection and medicines to help others

The charcoal brute was patient, not many can possess that skill nowadays. Patience can be a skill that drives those insane. The weak or.. troubled ones. The whispers of the breeze begin to settle; settling carefully like the towering waves at night; resting on the delicate cheekbones; it was peaceful.