Morrigan's ears flicked backwards as she heard a series of thumps and desperate scrabbling, and she turned just in time to see the reddish wolf's ungraceful descent down towards the frozen falls. She raised an eyebrow as he picked himself up- it seemed that he hadn't noticed her yet. She had to stifle a giggle, after all it was quite amusing to watch someone who looked to be quite the strong warrior tumble down the rocks and land in a heap on the ground. The growl nearly sent her over the edge though, as if he were scolding himself which amused the woman to no end.
It didn't last, though, as the male turned to face her, and the look in his eyes wasn't lost on the assassin. She gave him an amused smirk, white-ringed eyes twinkling. His own stare was serious and hard, but hers was full of light- as guarded as she could be around strangers, his entrance somewhat proved that she didn't have too much to worry about.
Morrigan could tell that he was somewhat mortified, but she wasn't about to make it any easier on him. "Just dropping in?" She couldn't hold it in, then, and a laugh erupted from her maw, tail giving a few light wags. "Sorry, sorry, but I couldn't pass that one up." She flashed him a crooked grin. "My name's Morrigan."
Morrigan
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