The game of thrones
02-03-2014, 01:47 PM
Very little had occupied her mind as of late. Meinx was almost like a blank sheet of paper; dull and not at all readable. For the first time since going to Valhalla's challenge meinx would stray away from her pack lands for a mid afternoon stroll, hoping to find anything or anyone that catches her eye. But after only half an hour of breathing in the fresh air she grew bored; her eyes sagging and face glum with the dullness the day had become. Right now, she needed someone to refresh her day with a little bit of spice. A Sigh would escape her pretty little maw before slinking into a shadow behind a tree, before laying back upon her haunches. OOC: Short post, lack of imagination. |
Meinx has no nose and heavy scarring on the top of the muzzle. Some tables may not show this.
02-03-2014, 02:05 PM
The light steps of another woman brought little concern towards the youth; in fact seeing the glimpse of the woman would put her mind to rest, she looked far from being of any concern in appearance, in fact the black dame looked like a fluffy comfort to play with. As if the sights of another was to much of Meinx's efforts; a long, and exaggerated sigh would decease her ebony lips. A brow would raise, did the woman just call her a 'pawn'? " Hello, Glaciem whore." Her perfume held a scent many could never forget, and a reputation was growing rather quickly for the ice kingdom. Standing up tall, almost dominant; unimpressed with the company. " Do you plan to stay in my company?" Meinx never did question her abilities in the ways of her speaking, she finds her bland manner as a sort of comfort, afterall- no one ever chooses to stay in her precense.
Meinx has no nose and heavy scarring on the top of the muzzle. Some tables may not show this.