Smooth talking son of a gun
01-07-2015, 10:53 PM
They would not wait long. A tiny woman would approach. And what a sight she was. The russet woman had never seen a green wolf before, nor one with horns. Words dropped like stones as an insult rolled off the womans tongue. Her eye would narrow fractionally, lips curling into a smirk. As are you my dear. Though I suppose its a matter of opinion. Her tone matched the stranger before her, words dropping as equally heavy stones. The tiny woman had lifted her crown fractionally in a display of dominance, of which the russet woman did not respond to. Now, Im here to see my nephew, Valentine. Words flowed cooly from her lips as she peered down at the woman, unfazed by her words or her appearance, though she still did find the woman to be rather curious looking. A green wolf. With horns. It was definitely something you did not see everyday. Her gaze would drop briefly to her children, eyeing them carefully. Talk like this |
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