I haven't decided yet just how I want to receive this wolf from the mountains. I would hate to act without civility and chase away an alliance Jaidah may have been wanting but on the other hand, I would hate to throw up a friendly face and mask all the darkness that lies in these borders but what if she wants the world of Moladian to know of the monsters that wait only for a cue? It's so hard to make these decisions and I don't have Seline right now to nudge me in the right direction. I can only guess that for now, throwing up a mask while hinting that all may not be as it seems may be the compromise between the two. That way she doesn't run home to cry about the monsters but at the same time, she doesn't skip back telling of how everyone here is so friendly and like a taste of sunshine, cause we certainly aren't that.
She seems to sense something off about me either way, whether it be by my stance or by the way I speak to her. Either way, my smirk only grows as I watch her. Such a lovely little creature, isn't she? She'd look so good with scarlet stains on that pretty white fur. She introduces herself as Sway, asking about the pack. I tilt my head, contemplating just what to say before I chuckle under my breath and move forward, slowly circling her though staying out of reach so I don't get in her personal space. "Asteraia....stands for unity of the kinds of creatures you would never expect to stand united. We are the outcasts of Moladian, the feared and the hunted. We like the members who dare to be different, who dare to stand out in a world of sheep when we are meant to be wolves, predators, the top of the food chain. We ARE the hunters, the wolves who finish what we start, the warriors, even the healers. We are the stalkers, the sforked tongues, the masters of riddles." I come to a stop behind her, moving in close now to whisper in her ear. "Did you get all that?"
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əric so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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