Alone and Homeless
01-02-2015, 07:55 PM
With interest she prowls forth to the solitary figure, nearing the break on the even planes of the battlefield. Audits pivot forward with relative interest, brows raising as celestial orbs sweep over the brute. Though inwardly she is unimpressed, Jupiter maintains an outwardly-affable guise, opting for professionalism as she lowers herself to her haunches a few yards away. He is younger, though that is unsurprising--the only thing reminding the phoenix of her age is the ache in her joints that has set in during the morning hours, fading in unison with the morning mists. Pupils flick over his dark form expressionlessly. "I imagine you're not here for war?" she muses evenly, tail curling neatly about her haunches to brush her paws. |
prone to violent reaction. ic actions have ic consequences and she lives and breathes it.public enemy #1
crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.
because i like it when you're on your knees.