Seeing Double, Like Woah
10-24-2014, 06:30 PM
A gust of wind sent ash scuttling across the ground before her. It was probably some lonely poetic metaphor but Valeriya hardly cared. It was interesting at least. Something new. A voice broke her into her thought and she cast an easy glance over her shoulder. Well hello there, she thought wryly. A smirk wormed it's way onto her features and a mercurial fire kindled in the pit of her stomach. "The excruciatingly bored kind," she answered quickly. Gods above, but he was massive. He had a striking charcoal pelt and eyes as bright and blue as her own. Her smile widened. "So what kind of wolf does that make you?" If he was as miserable as she was, they'd make quite the pair. Maybe they could bitch to one another, that could be fun. Or, ya know, go kill something. Anything to take her mind off of the monotony of duty and responsibility. She had tried, alright? And she'd keep at it until the moment came to pass Ebony along to the next in line, but heaven and hell, she was praying this male could give her respite. Guilty pleasure seemed to spark in the sharp lines of his build, and she could imagine it hiding behind his gaze. She turned to face him head on and quirked a brow. Would he read her intentions, see the hellion poorly concealed between this farce of a Queen? Where was Lox when she needed her, that dour wolverine might have been able to talk some sense into her thick skull... |