City Of Angels

Blood colored eyes bore out across the land. She was motionless still. Had been this way for hours. She obeyed orders, took them, accepted them. She was good at loyalty, she was good at commands. It was what she was born to do, she did not question nor grow concerned at the lack of attention to her. She was a slave, worth no ones time... or so it seemed.

her ears swiveled forward, attentive and ready as someone approached her, a scent she did not recognize. A wolf, male by the smell of him. Her tail twitched once and then folded, to rest curled around her haunches. He approached her swiftly, but cautiously. Her legs pushed her body off the dirt, tail sunk between her legs, ears flat against her skull she dipped her head, allowing one leg to extend forward and the other to bend, as she bowed to him in an elegant dip, she remained in this position, accepting he was of a better worth without question.

"Mahniya is my name. I am here accompanying Crusade, ex-Chief of Glaciem, your King has invited us to stay the week. I am here on her behalf." Her voice expressed nothing, no emotion, no change in pitch, she remained bowed before him, awaiting his next command of her.


Speech!