Chernobyl moved away from the pack Iromar. She had to get away for atleast a while to relax. The pain in her body from physicals wounds hurt but only the other day she had gone to diveen to get help from Beo when the bastard Queen Isola showed up and attempted to banish her from the lands and if ever returned she would be dead most likely. Breathing slowly, due to a broken but healing rib, Chernobyl relaxed alittle and kept on her path towards the forest like outer land. It had the same feeling as Iromar but alittle bit more open. True the mist kept her hidden and confined but once in a while the white and crimson fae liked the feel of the warm sun beating down upon her back. She swings her head around scanning the surroundings as she enters Encora Woodlands. Many gathered here to talk and play but Chernobyl didn't want that. She only had talking in mind. Moving forward on three legs mostly with a slight limp to her front leg the white fae caught sight of a duo talking.

Ears of white flick forward while orbs of brown watch with caution. One brute sits perched upon a wide fallen log while another below stands harrassing, well not much but speaking to him. Chernobyl moved light but small framed body forward upon silent deadly legs and came right up behind the black colored brute on the ground. A smile creeped up upon her muzzle

"My my aren't you two just two peas in a pod"

CHernobyl spoke with a sarcastic manner before taking it upon herself to settle down upon the ground in a sitting position. She loved to tease and mock others, it what she did. It was all part of her nature.

"My my where are my manners in such a time like this. Pssh forget the manners I got rid of them years ago. Name is Chernobyl, Minos of Iromar. "

She eyed the one upon the log waiting for his response or name then turning to look at the one next to her waiting for his response or name. Well then lets see how this little conversation plays out shall we.



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