piccola cosa rotto

*Lillianna* · 08-18-2015, 09:57 PM

Had she known what he was thinking, she'd have apologized and probably stammered an apology. Whilest being glad her fur was already red, so her blushing wasn't seen at all. Unfortunately, she was blissfully unaware... though she was aware of the faint scolding she received due to her question. By now, she had looked back up; she could hear it in his voice, the slight chastising. Her ears flicked back again, eyes darting to the side and back up, a swift nod accompanying her movements. He would then continue on, and she, despite the stuttering, realized that the repeated information - and new information - was not just letting her know, it was also a command as a healer. She nodded again, this time more seriously. She would listen, and do as he says - based on what he said so far, it would... not hurt? Shouldn't hurt? Probably like stretching a muscle. She wasn't about to ask him to repeat what she hadn't listened to, though

Her ears flicked back again when he spoke that beautiful language again, though she had the sneaking suspicion that the words were not the most kind by the way he huffed at the end. Faint annoyance darkened her eyes, and she narrowed her eyes ever so slightly on the older boy. She also had the suspicion that he wouldn't tell her what and she had to resist a slight growl from emerging. She didn't feel right demanding to know what he said, but she let her annoyance and frustration show on her face. Once more someone hiding things from her. Of course.

"Fine." Her voice was still low, but it had an edge of ice - of steel, an edge that was not there before as the girl shoved herself to her paws, tail raised rather high behind her as she waited, her stiff limbs radiating aggravation.

"Speech"

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piccola cosa rotto

Lillianna