The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway. Ha jk.
11-16-2014, 05:03 PM
The deep toned timbre of another had the girl almost stand abrupt, claws slipping against the ice as her paws desperately slid against the the ice, trying to get a grip. The man was of obsidian and an alabaster as her own fur and the snowy white tundra around them. The words he spoke flew almost over her, the girl understanding a bit of what he had said. "Me.. Me name es Rue," she would say in a clutter of mixed languages, her tone soft as it fell off to a whisper. The boy had surprisingly moved his large, dark self to her side, sharing his warmth with her. A small smile would appear on the pale woman's lips, sapphire blue topaz audits gazing into his green and orange orbs. "Gracias," she would say in a soft whisper, slowly beginning to regain body heat and energy as he helped the girl to the shelter that the trees provided. |