too sick to pray
10-19-2014, 10:52 AM
He wasn't disappointed. His mother spoke, carelessly handing the red fae over to the pack to do as they wanted. Amusement lifted the corners of his mouth. How precious. The brute continued to study her face, taking in the scars, the wounds. He was intrigued. Perhaps efforts should be made to get to know this creature better? Valentine doubted his presence would be readily accepted, but it was likely that she'd need someone to care for her in the coming days. Stepping back, the cobalt prince finally tore his gaze free of the disgraced queen. He turned his attention to his mother, sending an amused half smile her way. There wasn't much more to be done here; the excitement was waning. It was time to take his leave. "I think I'll do a lap around the border, see if her beau has caught on yet." --exit Valentine unless stopped-- "Speaking" -- Thinking |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.