bourbon and rye
07-25-2015, 04:30 PM
Their chance meeting had sparked in Lærke an excitement the young girl she was unaccustomed to... which immediately made her a bit suspicious. This was too easy, or at least it seemed that way. Granted, she and her brother had been searching for quite some time and to never discover their mother or aunt would really put a damper on things. As such she was left in this uneasy middle ground, where she was too hopeful to entirely give this dark fae up as their aunt and too pessimistic to put much stock in her. At the very least, she seemed a good wolf to know in these parts. Lærke immediately admired her level-headed nature and the way she handled herself in combat. She would stay quiet as Lyndvarr talked, not one to speak unless it were absolutely necessary. She eyed the woman with her glacial gaze, and choking down a laugh. Their mother had always commented on how much she looked like her sister, and if this was in fact the same Katja, well... Perhaps at last Lærke could understand. |
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