FROM ASHES
11-25-2014, 09:33 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-25-2014, 09:34 AM by Jupiter I.)
 She surveys them with bemused grin as they come now, now that she has broadcasted the potential of their freedom. The pup is the only one with enough guts to speak to her and she surveys it with mild interest, audit twitching with bemusement. She is quiet for a long moment, celestial orbs flicking to the satisfactory beast that had secured his family's fate. "Farewell and best of luck, Bronze," she rumbles evenly, affably, soft smirk pulling her lips. She turns to look at the crimson-masked babe that sweeps silently over the youth that had earlier addressed Jupiter, as well as the new one who comes with bold demands. "Your parents have to come too, you say?" she croons, piteously, to the both of them. "And what will they do for your freedom, child? Or do they not want you to be able to play, too?" A challenge rings here, forth from obsidian lips as she shifts upon her petrified perch, as dark pupils seek to bore into the woman so protective over her child but willing to do nothing to secure her safety. Gaze falls firmly upon the latter youth. "Find your parents, and then we'll think about your little predicament." |