i know you're dying to meet me // intro

[Amren]

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Amren, in all of her otherworldly terribleness, had been walking Rhysand that day. He tugged on his leash at every opportunity, the world - or more specifically, the docks - intriguing him to no extent. Every passerby earned a wave of his tail or an excited yip and even his owner who's own joy typically originated within herself, couldn't help but smile as she watched her canine companion exist so happily. She figured that it was easy to be a dog and even easier to be a puppy. In a sense, everyone had an innate love of you. That's something you don't understand, her thoughts reminded her, though not in the awful, self-deprecating way. No, they coaxed a giggle from her, the remnants of a grin evident now upon crimson stained lips. There was wonder in being loved on sight but power in being intimidated on sight. Obviously, Amren was more intrigued by the latter.

The woman was pulled from her thoughts briefly as Rhysand tugged in a new direction: towards a girl sitting on the docks who she did not recognize. She permitted the lab puppy to lead her there, watching with feigned interest how Connie took a puff of the vape and read a magazine. Teenagers... they certainly were something else. [b][color=#414a4c]"And who might you be, girl?" She inquired, poison dripping from each word. Typical Amren. [color=#414a4c]"I don't believe I've seen you around these parts before."

/super rushed i'm sorry!!