shootin' bullets at the moon

*Kyarst* · 05-11-2015, 04:02 PM

It seemed she was enjoying his kill as well. It had been a lucky break, actually, as he usually didn't have the chance to bring down a doe on his own. They were tricky creatures, and despite his background in warfare he was not as skilled a hunter as he would have liked. Still, he'd caught a break when he'd spotted this one, oblivious and clearly fit to be hunted. Perhaps she was sickly, or else just stupid, whatever the case - he'd managed to bring her down. Now, he would relish in the warm red meat which, in his mind, beat anything else he'd eaten by far. Cascade seemed to be eyeing him, and for a moment he would allow her to do so as he finished chewing his morsel. She questioned him, and he lifted his head to gaze at her placidly. "I - we, my half-sister and I - joined a short time before Valentine led the march on Lydovne." The march that had left most of Imperium thoroughly disappointed - himself included because he wasn't permitted to attend. Still, he had been given an important job and had more importantly been given the opportunity to prove his loyalty. He had not taken that lightly. He craned his jaws down to tear off another bit of meat, musing about whether or not her comment about his eyes had been an attempt at flirting. "I have my mother's eyes," he tagged on as an afterthought. He knew that Cascade would likely not have known his mother, but it felt important to give Sendoa the credit she deserved.

"Kyarst talks,"
"Bryn talks,"

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