�ingvellir (YFIR)
10-11-2014, 07:19 PM
The golden behemoth watched her Drottning address the pack, back in her rightful place and doing what seemed to be what she should always be doing. Leading. Cornflower optics rested upon her deliciously angular form for the duration of the meeting, only drifting away to observe the workings of the group of whelps that the granite queen had taken in. So they were a sort of prisoner to the moonstone eyed woman. Interesting. When the boring matters of the dramatic children were finally settled, more or less, the woman turned her attention back to Katja to watch her at work. She was in her element, it wasn't something the caramel woman could find it in herself to deny. She regarded the Jarl with a curious gaze, trying to find any sort of resemblance between the two. He was attractive, that was clear, but he didn't look like Katja any more than anyone else might. They bore a fairly similar height, vaugely the same build, but the two were night and day in comparison with one another. Deciding it didn't really matter all that much, she let out a bored huff and let her attention return to the Drottning. As it were, she was to be learning the same things she had been taught as a child, all over again. Not that it mattered, a little refresher was never a bad thing. It would do her well to familiarize herself with where all the things were here, where to find the herbs and that whole business. It was always important, though not as important as actually knowing how to fight. Good thing she had that all covered. She listened to the sharp lyrics of the ebony masked regent, cerulean gaze flicking from face to face as she observed the pairs Katja set up. As it seemed, there was a pair of brothers who were absolutely titanic. How wonderful, they would have perfect fighters on their hands. Those two would make fine warriors, as long as they were trained right. D?gmar seemed capable, though given the size difference between the woman and her charges, they most likely wouldn't get to learn quite how to use the most of their size. No matter, they would probably fare better than the rest of the children out there. The rest of the assignments passed by the caramel beast, she wasn't exactly interested in listening to it. She wasn't mentioned, and while it was slightly disappointing not to be chosen to train one of the whelps, that just meant there was more time for her to do things that were far more important. In her mind, at least. With that over with, Katja inquired after any possible qualms among the pack. Sigyn could not say she had any, and so kept her mouth shut. She was sure Katja would not find idle flirtations amusing at such a time, even though there could surely be grievances found within her hungry mind that involved the queen. With a quiet sigh, she let her gaze fall upon the gathered, trying to pick out any who might choose so give voice to something at the moment. OOC: Good god Sigyn what is wrong with you stop thinking dirty thoughts about Katja "Speech" Thanks to Chrono for making this sexier than Captain America art for me! |