A battle of the mind.
05-20-2013, 05:02 PM
She nearly snorted at the male as he chuckled at her and then chickened out of the prospect of a real fight. Ah well, his loss - she was an excellent opponent at the very least. She wasn't surprised that he was a rogue, his talk back wouldn't be appreciated in Valhalla. Yet at the same time, she wouldn't kick him out for it, it was almost interesting for a few moments at a time. "It sure isn't, if I was my brother you would have gotten your ass kicked." She hadn't seen Syrinx in a while though, what had he been up to she wondered?
Tikaani was more important than her halfhearted musings though, and the other female straightened herself out, looking a bit calmer than he had moments before. She hoped that in the end, that she was more help than harm to the girl - she could use someone there for her, and Chrysanthe was more than willing to be the female to do so. She nodded at her quiet statement - she wouldn't be abandoning the girl, not now, and not ever. "There are plenty of great wolves out there. You'll find them, I promise."
"I would love to take you out of Tortuga and show you myself - I can teach you what I know about fighting and pack life. The wolves in Valhalla would love to have you - we're not the type to turn our backs on anyone." They were a family. She wouldn't mention her wedding to Tikaani just yet though, because honestly she wasn't sure how. If she fought for her and took her into Valhalla as her adopted younger sibling, who knew how long that she would be in Valhalla before Chrys had to go to Seracia. "We're a family - like you and me." Her tail gave a good thump, as she said it aloud - they were as good as sisters now, the brunette girl wouldn't be able to get rid of her even if she wanted to.
When she apologized to Vlad, she couldn't help but lightly chuckle, shaking her head. "Don't say sorry to him - didn't you hear him? He prefers to be called a smart ass." Chrysanthe was only joking though - and didn't mind at all that he moved a bit closer to them. "You're lucky my sister is kind - if she was still upset with you I'd be chewing on that handsome face of yours." Pretty boy was a mess - but she found herself relaxing into a friendly banter with him.
"If you could learn to control that sass of yours, you wouldn't be a bad pack member either." The beta could see him functioning in Valhalla, but if he really had no control of his mouth then he would probably make the wrong higher up angry sooner than later. "You're a handful, but you seem to be decent Vladimir."
Tikaani was more important than her halfhearted musings though, and the other female straightened herself out, looking a bit calmer than he had moments before. She hoped that in the end, that she was more help than harm to the girl - she could use someone there for her, and Chrysanthe was more than willing to be the female to do so. She nodded at her quiet statement - she wouldn't be abandoning the girl, not now, and not ever. "There are plenty of great wolves out there. You'll find them, I promise."
"I would love to take you out of Tortuga and show you myself - I can teach you what I know about fighting and pack life. The wolves in Valhalla would love to have you - we're not the type to turn our backs on anyone." They were a family. She wouldn't mention her wedding to Tikaani just yet though, because honestly she wasn't sure how. If she fought for her and took her into Valhalla as her adopted younger sibling, who knew how long that she would be in Valhalla before Chrys had to go to Seracia. "We're a family - like you and me." Her tail gave a good thump, as she said it aloud - they were as good as sisters now, the brunette girl wouldn't be able to get rid of her even if she wanted to.
When she apologized to Vlad, she couldn't help but lightly chuckle, shaking her head. "Don't say sorry to him - didn't you hear him? He prefers to be called a smart ass." Chrysanthe was only joking though - and didn't mind at all that he moved a bit closer to them. "You're lucky my sister is kind - if she was still upset with you I'd be chewing on that handsome face of yours." Pretty boy was a mess - but she found herself relaxing into a friendly banter with him.
"If you could learn to control that sass of yours, you wouldn't be a bad pack member either." The beta could see him functioning in Valhalla, but if he really had no control of his mouth then he would probably make the wrong higher up angry sooner than later. "You're a handful, but you seem to be decent Vladimir."