The slight tilt in her corrects itself to upright, watching with a disturbing yellowed gaze as the blue girl brags of her accomplishment. Remaining standing, she does not flinch as the girl pushes the boundaries of their personal space; it was something the stygian girl lacked any knowledge of, as her mother clearly had a serious deficient understanding of the concept. Close proximity was just something that the child had become accustomed to.
"Yes," she replies to the girl's question with a twinge of incredulity. Why wouldn't she want to see a fresh corpse. She also would like to know the precise mechanism about the how part of the story as well, seeing as no blood covered the other girl's bright flesh after she claimed to stomp it. Alas, she has not time to inquire as their conversation is interrupted by flying snow and a flying something else.
The blue winged filly is quick to react first, moving past her to approach whatever had launched itself to land nearby them. Sibella turns to come alongside the girl, while her insubstatntial black wings flutter in the mild breeze brought upon by the babbling creature's flailings. Her dark dome tilts with subtle curiosity as an ear flickers, catching the irritated words of the filly before adding a distasteful, "What's wrong with you?" to the interrogation with a wrinkle of her nose. While the colt/cat creature composes himself, her bored gaze moves to the girl beside her, "Can we just go see the dead wolf now?"
@[Sawtooth] @[Titus] sorry for the delay x.x
"Yes," she replies to the girl's question with a twinge of incredulity. Why wouldn't she want to see a fresh corpse. She also would like to know the precise mechanism about the how part of the story as well, seeing as no blood covered the other girl's bright flesh after she claimed to stomp it. Alas, she has not time to inquire as their conversation is interrupted by flying snow and a flying something else.
The blue winged filly is quick to react first, moving past her to approach whatever had launched itself to land nearby them. Sibella turns to come alongside the girl, while her insubstatntial black wings flutter in the mild breeze brought upon by the babbling creature's flailings. Her dark dome tilts with subtle curiosity as an ear flickers, catching the irritated words of the filly before adding a distasteful, "What's wrong with you?" to the interrogation with a wrinkle of her nose. While the colt/cat creature composes himself, her bored gaze moves to the girl beside her, "Can we just go see the dead wolf now?"
@[Sawtooth] @[Titus] sorry for the delay x.x