03-18-2019, 08:56 PM
She was very bold, quiet possibly because she was raised by the rulers of Sylva...possibly because she was a hellhound. She saw how her father was feared, and she must be feared as well because they share a striking resemblance.
She mentions the crown her father wears and Crevan seems happy for her father. He speaks again and she wonders if he has mind reading powers, he mentions how busy her father is and how bored she must be.
Yes! She yells out, both her parents were busy equines. She really only had Cast, ever since uncle Corban left. She finds herself bored often, that's why she ventured out today.
He is smiling and she matches it, she asked about where he resided, why couldn't she smell his kingdom? It was possible all the blood was overpowering her scents, but he unveils that he lives here and there. A nomad, she thinks to herself, he briefly mentions Sylva but what really caught her attention was when he mentions a wolf pack.
He goes on to tell her a story, one from the past. He speaks of a pack, They were wild and free, all shifters, feared among beqanna. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at the wolf, her tail wagged with anticipation.
He mentions he had no one to run a pack with, until he met her. Me!? She thinks to herself, he proceeds to ask her if she wanted to be a part of a new pack, wolf or hellhound. Her eyes remained wide and for only a breath she remained silent.
ARE YOU KIDDING!? She yelps with excitement, Yes! Let's rule a pack of wolves and hellhounds! Her desire for the pack burns like the desire to hunt, her face gleaming with a smile, staring into the sandy wolf's blue eyes. She wasn't sure what she was getting herself into, or what she would have to give up, but this was what she wanted!
@[Crevan]
She mentions the crown her father wears and Crevan seems happy for her father. He speaks again and she wonders if he has mind reading powers, he mentions how busy her father is and how bored she must be.
Yes! She yells out, both her parents were busy equines. She really only had Cast, ever since uncle Corban left. She finds herself bored often, that's why she ventured out today.
He is smiling and she matches it, she asked about where he resided, why couldn't she smell his kingdom? It was possible all the blood was overpowering her scents, but he unveils that he lives here and there. A nomad, she thinks to herself, he briefly mentions Sylva but what really caught her attention was when he mentions a wolf pack.
He goes on to tell her a story, one from the past. He speaks of a pack, They were wild and free, all shifters, feared among beqanna. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at the wolf, her tail wagged with anticipation.
He mentions he had no one to run a pack with, until he met her. Me!? She thinks to herself, he proceeds to ask her if she wanted to be a part of a new pack, wolf or hellhound. Her eyes remained wide and for only a breath she remained silent.
ARE YOU KIDDING!? She yelps with excitement, Yes! Let's rule a pack of wolves and hellhounds! Her desire for the pack burns like the desire to hunt, her face gleaming with a smile, staring into the sandy wolf's blue eyes. She wasn't sure what she was getting herself into, or what she would have to give up, but this was what she wanted!
@[Crevan]