11-02-2018, 11:42 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]"The water will taste like blood if you don't explain why you're trespassing."
Cold and quiet words dripped from the snow leopard's black lips as she strode towards Ren and the stranger, a far-from-welcoming gleam dancing within those otherworldly eyes of hers. She had awoken to a splitting headache that morning, her vision dotted with stars and spots as she abandoned her quarters in favor of finding food and water. While the world around her no longer pulsed with every step, the pain had yet to subside. Agathe knew that she was far from fit to be handling these affairs and yet, here she was, a chilled breeze ruffling her rosetted fur. She had suspicions as to what had prompted the headache and knew that she, if correct, would not be granted solace for days - maybe even weeks. It was best to get used to working with the pain sooner rather than later.
Rolling her shoulders, the Seraph did her best to adopt an expression that didn't scream 'murder'. The longer she surveyed this feline, the more that she realized that he was young. While it certainly was no excuse, perhaps he just hadn't known he was trespassing. "This is the Ascendants territory. Unless you possess intentions to stay, you have to go." She spoke evenly, the bite to her words dwindling as she heaved a faint sigh. One day into this leadership thing and she was acting like she was running her old group, not this one. She needed to calm down. Lay off. "What's your name?"
Cold and quiet words dripped from the snow leopard's black lips as she strode towards Ren and the stranger, a far-from-welcoming gleam dancing within those otherworldly eyes of hers. She had awoken to a splitting headache that morning, her vision dotted with stars and spots as she abandoned her quarters in favor of finding food and water. While the world around her no longer pulsed with every step, the pain had yet to subside. Agathe knew that she was far from fit to be handling these affairs and yet, here she was, a chilled breeze ruffling her rosetted fur. She had suspicions as to what had prompted the headache and knew that she, if correct, would not be granted solace for days - maybe even weeks. It was best to get used to working with the pain sooner rather than later.
Rolling her shoulders, the Seraph did her best to adopt an expression that didn't scream 'murder'. The longer she surveyed this feline, the more that she realized that he was young. While it certainly was no excuse, perhaps he just hadn't known he was trespassing. "This is the Ascendants territory. Unless you possess intentions to stay, you have to go." She spoke evenly, the bite to her words dwindling as she heaved a faint sigh. One day into this leadership thing and she was acting like she was running her old group, not this one. She needed to calm down. Lay off. "What's your name?"
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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