03-23-2018, 08:20 AM
I Hope That You Burn
As she ate she felt the atmosphere around her shift. Tentatively, she raised her head and looked to Durotan. His gaze was glued on an approaching dark figure. Protectively he squared himself and stepped forward to shield her from the stranger. His order for her to remain quiet reached her ears and she sank lower beside him. Quietly she listened as the two adults conversed, her eyes making a study of the one who named herself Wound.
Maiven

@[Durotan] @[wound] Sorry it's so short. Maiven is just an onlooker here.
