10-11-2018, 11:12 PM
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Jagged lines, dark encroaching upon the bright, given no clear definition as they mix together. Faint hum pushed through lips pressed into a hard line, curiosity expressed within curl of angular features, hidden away. Dark leather about sharp curve of smile, dark eyes roving over the body of this creature hidden behind panes tinted to such a point none might see. They cared not to hide themself away, perched upon a rock some distance up the slop of the mountain that stretched down to graze along the beach, clear in their interest. Slight tilt to head as they look upon her, no purpose behind steps that drag and move the body forward without care as to destination she might arrive at.
“What brings you to Sunhaven this fine day,” careful movements, mask about their face shifted until it dangs about the neck, expression shared soft, smile barely present. Moment to pause before their trek begins, sliding from the surface of the rock and slow pace set, drawn closer to where the lioness has set herself. Over her dark eyes move, nothing of interest in her as a person but more the tone of her fur, the uneven split of extremes.
“Where are my manners,” head tilts up and the voice which rises is given an edge, laughter spilling from open jaws. “I am Esma, and might I ask your name.”
[align=center]“What brings you to Sunhaven this fine day,” careful movements, mask about their face shifted until it dangs about the neck, expression shared soft, smile barely present. Moment to pause before their trek begins, sliding from the surface of the rock and slow pace set, drawn closer to where the lioness has set herself. Over her dark eyes move, nothing of interest in her as a person but more the tone of her fur, the uneven split of extremes.
“Where are my manners,” head tilts up and the voice which rises is given an edge, laughter spilling from open jaws. “I am Esma, and might I ask your name.”
[glow=#000,1,400]YOU THOUGHT YOU CAUGHT MY SLIGHT OF HAND — ✧[/glow]