C R O W
Her bluff must have worked as he quickly took a step back but Crow didn’t dare remove the façade she had started now. Instead she kept her eyes glued to his even as he returned the step forward before settling in his stance before her. Crow was sure that if looks could kill, her eyes would have melted him into nothing more than a puddle at her hooves but despite the looks she was giving him the young man still spoke. Brave; she would at least give him that if nothing else.
By his description Crow wondered if he was looking for Conquistador. At even the thought of him she nearly lost control on the mask she had hastily placed, but remained in control if only by a thread. “No” she said; her tone cutting only to hide the tremble that threatened to shake her voice. “He has not been here for two seasons.” Tail snapping to show her irritation, Crow thought about advancing on the young stallion but thought better of it. For all she knew he could be a trained fighter and all she had was pure instinct as she had never even play fought as a child.
“You should go. I have no more answers for you.” Crow wanted nothing more than to be left alone in the agony this stranger was responsible for dredging back up that she had so carefully buried some time ago.
female // mutt // fifteen.one // two // black [EE/aa] // frost
chavez x aster |
