You Fall To Your Knees IP: 188.50.30.82 Posted on January 20, 2013 at 06:48:59 PM by Dash
The femme noticed a brute glancing at her repeatedly out of the corner of her eye, and rolled her eyes. Why doesn't he just come over and talk? she snorted, feeling quite short-tempered tonight. Of course, it might be one of her mood swings. Watching the wavering moon in the flowing river, she also saw his large body make a dent in the reflecting river's brightness.
Looking bored, Satin turned her head slightly up to look at him. "Hard to say, for they also say opposites attract," she replied calmly, raising one black eyebrow slightly. In what? Expectation. She locked eyes with him, her orbs as cold as the winter ice they were colored for. The fae barely knew this brute, but looked calm on the outside, like him. As for her mind, she was contemplating the numerous ways to murder him and cover her tracks- if he possessed any danger to her, of course.
As he spoke, giving forth his name, her eyebrow went down to normal. "What would you say if I told you I had no name?" Satin asked smoothly, flicking one ear. This wolf, to her, seemed not like the others.It would be entertaining to have him around for some time. But of course, all new toys become old at one point. Replies:
