09-06-2020, 02:11 PM
Kold
She wanted to scamper away, she really wanted to. But her body was stuck there as he loomed over her. His apology seemed... genuine to an extend, but the look in his eyes spoke otherwise. She laid herself flat on the ground, trying her best to shrink away into nothing, knowing that it wasn't going to work. Kold's body shook visibly, but her eyes had begun to narrow back. She seemed to try and relax, and slowly her shaking body rose up.
She looked up at Jormangand, trying to stand her ground, though her legs wobbled like sad twigs in a gust. "You didn't say your name, mister." She spoke, trying to keep her voice solid and pronounced.
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KOLD DARCIA DI ANGELO
[glow=#000,2,300]KOLD — FEMALE — WOLF/ROTTWEILER — THE PITT — [glow=#000,2,300]TAGS[/glow]