10-14-2016, 08:19 AM
Stilling as she starts to work on the halter, she murmurs a soft thanks. "Thanks.. Um.. What's your name? I'm.. Priel." She says quickly before she gets ready to break the material. She stood while the horn came near her hair, and she held her breath for a moment, not speaking anymore to avoid being grazed - or impaled, but she wouldn't let herself go there..
Time went by at an unmeasured rate as she tore at the fabric. Priel stood still, despite the uncomfort in her limbs as they started to tire and stock up. She didn't speak or mention anything, though, determined to make it through this. She wanted to be free. She knew, indeed, it would still be scarred on her forever after her wounds healed, leaving her marred; she could find someone, she knew, one day..
Time went by at an unmeasured rate as she tore at the fabric. Priel stood still, despite the uncomfort in her limbs as they started to tire and stock up. She didn't speak or mention anything, though, determined to make it through this. She wanted to be free. She knew, indeed, it would still be scarred on her forever after her wounds healed, leaving her marred; she could find someone, she knew, one day..