never mess with fire or you could just be burnt

N/A · 06-03-2013, 07:15 PM

Maverick was unnerved, mostly by the fact that the woman had not announced her presence. Still, his inner self told him that a woman was less of a threat. He knew that women were easily as much of a threat - if not more so, but it was often quite difficult to convince himself of such knowledge. He wondered if any would come, and stood silently as the russet she-wolf explained her reason for being there. She meant to join. Immediately he relaxed, though some part of him remained on guard. That part had been awakened since his spar with Frino, and he doubted it would slumber anytime soon. He liked it, this new found side of himself. "I am the Prince," he would say with an ounce of pride slathered on top. There were many perks that came with the rank of Prince, but equal to those perks - or perhaps even outweighing them - were the disadvantages, one of which being his upcoming wedding.

Kamala would come then, and show herself graciously. Lime eyes shot to her with a smile. Along with the smile he would offer a rather uncertain word, hoping to hint at the feeling he was getting during this meeting. "Sister," He sidestepped toward her casually, hoping to both promote their united front and keep his sister nearby. He loved her more than anything in the world, and would never wish to see harm come to her. "Tell us a little about yourself, Siobhan." The Prince intended to find out a little bit more about this woman and why she was giving off uncertain vibes.

"speeeeech"

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