I Do Believe The Goddess Descended From The Heaven
10-10-2014, 03:34 PM
OOC: I'm going to place this before Freyja joins Yfir if that's okay? Its a bit complex if this happens afterwards. I can edit if that messes anything up! The golden woman stalked about in the structure's shadowy expanse. It was musty and decrepit, but overflowing with mice and other rodents so fat and lazy and overbred that the hunting was easy enough. She drew in a deep breath of the stale air and sighed. Gods above it was boring, and if that didn't irritate her nothing did. She wanted to run, fight, do something. The golden femme was built for battle, not lazing about like some fat grandfather. She rolled her eyes and clucked her tongue at the image, pushing her frame to her feet. It was time to move on. Maybe she would swing north once more, head back to the battlefield and loose herself in her vices for a time. Or, stranger yet, perhaps it was time to seek out her family and check in. The woman snorted. She had no great desire to do either of those things, one for the distance and one for the the sheer hassle of being in her kin's presence. She was startled by a voice, encroaching on her space and thoughts. Her eyes narrowed and she clenched her teeth around the first verbal abuse her mouth was attempting to profess. "Occupied," she muttered instead, still concealed in the shadows. Perhaps the male would leave... |