02-07-2017, 12:59 PM
Azazelle rose quickly to her feet as her brother fussed over her clumbsiness. Shaking the dirt from her stone pelt she looked to her brother. As the mare came around to examine her wellness which she soon questioned. "Im fine really." She smiled as she turned to face the stranger. Her previous comment not eluding Azazelles thoughts. "Is there something wrong with him? What is a trait? Does it hurt? Do I have one?..." She had a million questions apparently and her gaze shied from the mare to her brother. Concern for his condition...
Àzazèl stood beside his sister as she turned to the other. One step ahead of her always. His stare this time wasn't has harsh as last. A curiousity danced about his gaze. "Yes, what she said. What's a trait?" He knew it hadn't hurt, only tingled a bit. Not knowing what it was how could he control it...