Where Are the People That Accused Me?
10-20-2014, 08:28 AM
Brynhildr could see that her snarky reply had done little to endear herself to the gargantuan woman. She held in a laugh but could not restrain her grin. She might have gone on, provoking her further yet, but they were interrupted. Her brows would narrow into a glare and she turned, about to tell whoever the hell it was to screw off, but the words stuck in her throat. For one, this woman too was unreasonably large. Bryn didn't know what they were fed as pups but this was getting ridiculous. Beyond that though, there was something... familiar about her. She'd never been known for her memory, but all the same recollection dawned upon her with crushing force. She gasped, ears perking and golden eyes turning molten with excitement. "Skadi?" she asked, incredulous. She hadn't seen the girl, her sister, since they were much young. Gods above she had filled out some! Father must've gotten it right with your litter, huh, she thought sarcastically. "Shit, is that really you?" An astounded chuckle worked its way up and out of her throat, and she shook her head slowly. Bryn turned back to see what Birna thought of the whole matter. If she had to hazard a guess she'd say the star-crossed woman wasn't used to being ignored. "Maybe it will be your lucky day! Looks like the season's right for unearthing long-lost family members." Bryn rolled her shoulders and began to pace, eying her sister from both sides, up and down. She looked in good health, all things considered. Where had she been? And where were the others for that matter? She practically quivered, halfway between cursing and bursting out in raucous laughter. The gods must be stirring the pot, she thought with narrowed eyes and a wolfish grin. "TALK" "YOU" THINK |
