Let me be the one to break your heart
10-23-2014, 03:33 PM
It was rather surprising to hear the voice of another wolf so close, and immediately her skull swings toward the woman to behold her form. Again she is surprised, this woman is familiar by not only her unmistakable scent but her physical form. She had come in search of the Apollyon's queen shortly after Artemis had handed her the crown, but Art had managed to meet her at the borders before Fia could get there. The meeting was short, and although Fia had not gotten the opportunity to meet this woman personally, she knew who she was. "I feel terrible." She responds between coughs, Marco dashing forward to stand between the two. His ebony pelt bristles as he sniffs in the strangers direction, his mind trying to deceiver of this woman would turn out to be a friend or foe. Fiamette's coughing fit subsides, and she struggles to clear her throat of mucus before turning her gaze back toward the woman, her facial expression dull and uninterested. What was she doing out here anyway, and why had she approached her? |
