Alone and Homeless
01-05-2015, 03:18 PM
Ear flicks at his show of respect, appreciating it only as forethought. She listens to offer that same respect back to him. Mention of Valhalla stirs old memories and she gives a soft smirk, quiet and thoughtful. Words leave her only when his inquiry brings her to speak. "Curiosity. Old memories." Short and sweet. The woman hadn't come looking for battle today. It was nice to find but not on her to-do list--her need for the adrenaline of spilling blood had recently been sated with the qualifying spars of her new warriors. She felt younger than ever, reinvigorated by the exercise. "You're welcome in Ludicael as our lead hunter if you'd like to prove your expertise in the area," she offers, pondering the addition of a potential new rank. "Did you know Epiphron?" she asks, trailing back to the mention of Valhalla. Perhaps Ravine knew the woman. |
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.