Alive N� Out Of Control

As soon as she spoke, he made his offer clear. A home would be nice, but what about Ullr? His slow nod was followed by a query, as to why she could not make her home with him and his pack when it came to be. Yes, why not? The opportunity to be something was a tempting one, for sure. What could she make herself into, if she had the chance? Could she be a great warrior? Or maybe take care of a land she could call her own? Yes, that might be nice. She blinked at him once more, scarred features oddly serene as she held the violet gaze of the behemoth. There was a small grin, and he continued. A life. She had that, hers just had no direction right now. Somewhere to be happy, she was sorely in need of that. Joining him was quite a temptation, but could she really trust him? While she understood his eventual goal, what would he be doing to achieve that? Would he kill for a kingdom of his own? Was he going to build an empire to be proud of? Or would it be just like her old home?
Cold optics narrowed briefly as she watched him. "How much blood will be shed, before your empire is built?" Her gravelly, whispering tones inquired. Brow would be cocked, the one that wasn't interrupted by the long, grey pink scar that crossed over her eye and down her cheek. She would not be the violent, aimless war monger her family would have wanted her to be. She wouldn't be anything like her family, she wanted to be good, for Ullr's sake, and her own.

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