09-14-2015, 07:30 PM
she slept with wolves without fear
She’s still watching Rhonan when the second stallion approaches. Her dark eyes swivel to inspect the newcomer with admittedly little interest, taking in the broad, dark wings, and the unusual bright spots covering his coat.
Her interest is peaked however when the stallion reveals himself to be Demian, current king of the Valley. “A pleasure to meet you your majesty. I appreciate the welcome.” She inclines her head in a show of respect (and briefly nods at Thorunn’s welcome). This is the stallion she will need to keep an eye on if she is to get anywhere in the Valley. Not that she plans on joining the ranks of their soldiers or diplomats quite yet - she will bide her time first, get to know the kingdom and it’s inhabitants … and its king.
However, her eyes can’t help but travel back to Rhonan, passing over the quiet Thorunn in her curiosity towards her fellow shadow-spinner. Such a strange coincidence to find another here. Is he as strong as herself? Or even stronger?
But unfortunately he notices her curiosity. Damn. She’s usually far more subtle - his presence has put her off balance.
Her mouth tightens into a hard line at his comment. He’s revealing himself, and far too easily - he’s nothing more than a petulant child. She’s half-tempted to respond with a cutting remark, but she holds it in. It would not do to make such a first impression on Demian. Speaking of which … she had originally intended on hiding her ability, but now that she thinks on it …
Why not make a lasting first impression? Both on the king and this boy. She’s not here as the Queen Illuminate’s hidden pawn any longer - she’s here to make her own way.
“I was simply surprised …” She grins. And the grin begins to grow.
Her body sprouts, or at least it appears to, growing larger and larger until she is taller than even Demian. Her grin splits into awful, toothed smile. If any of them look closer, they will be able to see the dense shadows swirling at the surface. Rhonan should recognize them instantly. “I’ve never met another shadow-spinner before.”
Her interest is peaked however when the stallion reveals himself to be Demian, current king of the Valley. “A pleasure to meet you your majesty. I appreciate the welcome.” She inclines her head in a show of respect (and briefly nods at Thorunn’s welcome). This is the stallion she will need to keep an eye on if she is to get anywhere in the Valley. Not that she plans on joining the ranks of their soldiers or diplomats quite yet - she will bide her time first, get to know the kingdom and it’s inhabitants … and its king.
However, her eyes can’t help but travel back to Rhonan, passing over the quiet Thorunn in her curiosity towards her fellow shadow-spinner. Such a strange coincidence to find another here. Is he as strong as herself? Or even stronger?
But unfortunately he notices her curiosity. Damn. She’s usually far more subtle - his presence has put her off balance.
Her mouth tightens into a hard line at his comment. He’s revealing himself, and far too easily - he’s nothing more than a petulant child. She’s half-tempted to respond with a cutting remark, but she holds it in. It would not do to make such a first impression on Demian. Speaking of which … she had originally intended on hiding her ability, but now that she thinks on it …
Why not make a lasting first impression? Both on the king and this boy. She’s not here as the Queen Illuminate’s hidden pawn any longer - she’s here to make her own way.
“I was simply surprised …” She grins. And the grin begins to grow.
Her body sprouts, or at least it appears to, growing larger and larger until she is taller than even Demian. Her grin splits into awful, toothed smile. If any of them look closer, they will be able to see the dense shadows swirling at the surface. Rhonan should recognize them instantly. “I’ve never met another shadow-spinner before.”
for the wolves knew a lion was among them
rhynn