Auriel
My tail swished lightly across my hocks as I watched the pair with interest. The wolf's hostility didn't surprise me, nor did I fear it. My pale gaze fixated on him for a moment, tilting my head slightly to one side as I did so. If anything, I supposed I had scared him. I couldn't think of any other reason as to why he would be acting this way. I wasn't used to seeing fear in others. No, I wasn't used to causing fear in others. I breathed a huff of smoke towards the wolf, remembering the way that my sister's companion, Princess, would always bark and snap at my smoke. I was curious to know whether or not this wolf would do something similar. Though, I feared he would not, for his bonded's words were terse. I instinctively pulled my head up, peering at the mare curiously. She perplexed me. I had done little to aggravate her, yet she was short with me anyways. Who had hurt her so deeply that she felt the need to be angry at the world? I nodded slowly, my pale gaze now focused solely on the mare. "I'm pleased you're well. I apologize if I scared you," I stated softly, glancing over the mare's body. I was making more assumptions, but this did not concern me. I found the mare intriguing for the moment, so provoking her further didn't seem too bad. I would get through the bad to get to the good, easy-peasy. She spoke of her companion, the bloodied wolf at her side. Romul. I knew her bonded's name, but not hers. I nodded, a small smile curling on my lips as more smoke unfurled from my nose. She wanted to know who I was. This meant that at least for the time being, she would tolerate my presence. I wasn't sure why, but that didn't matter much to me. I pressed my large, dark wings close to my body, straightening to my full height. "I'm Auriel, I live in the Edge" I replied simply, thinking for a moment on what to add to that. There wasn't much more to me that I could say without giving away too much. I left my introduction at that, deciding to turn the conversation on the bay before me instead. "And who are you?" I asked, letting the haze of smoke that drifted from my lips be as mysterious as it pleased despite my smile. |
@Essetia
She is far away. She...she is far, far away from me.