strange - open; large turkey

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

She was unsure if she should be talking to this Wanderer. He was with them after all and he did nothing to assuage the damages that had been done. The pain and suffering that had them beneath the paws of that snake dung woman. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she stared at him, her tail flicking back and forth before she glanced back to the Oloos that she had brought to camp. Theh were just moving around close by now and pecking at the ground. "Turkeys?" She tasted the word as it fell from her lips before she looked back to the male before her. There was clear distrust in her gaze as she kept her distance from him. Unsure if there was any trust to be gained in a situation like this. "If that is what these creatures are then yes. Who is this one though?" Her claws that never full retracted scrapped at the ground before she pulled one ear back to make sure that these turkeys didn't go anywhere as she did plan on making a meal out of at least one of them.