[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt;"]”You’re talking to the Chief of Snowbound. Show some respect.”
A cutting remark as cold as the mountain air reverberates across the tundra, preceding the arrival of none other than Melantha Faber. The powerful huntress emerges from the bushes to the left of the newcomers, sagacious olive eyes narrowed in a disapproving expression. Unfortunately, the young predator is almost always as curt and unapproachable as she is now. Fortunately, almost everyone else in the clan are very kind and amiable people. One of these someone is going to be nice to the wrong person and get themselves in trouble. Mel cares not for niceties because it gets in the way of determining whether someone is a threat or not, or if they’re just an idiot. Most people are idiots or harmless, thankfully, but Melantha is not the kind of person to take chances.
She moves with predatory grace, chiseled muscles rippling beneath her sleek, tawny golden pelt. The two newcomers seem rather chilled, which she can hardly believe. It’s summer on the tundra, so it’s not nearly as miserable now as it is during the winter months. Sissies. Out of the two, the one with the metallic limb seems to be the most reasonable, so Melantha directs her attention towards him. ”Well, Bucky seems more like a real name than Winter Soldier,” comments the girl with a shrug. It’s stated bluntly, but it is clear from her expression that no offense is intended. She can’t be the only one who thinks “Winter Soldier” sounds more like some sort of alias, or whatever. ”Well, welcome to Snowbound, I guess,” somebody here probably feels some sort of welcoming feeling. Mel doesn’t like strangers, so she’s only saying it because it’s the polite thing to say. Funny, how she seems to care so much about manners after calling a complete stranger a scumbag. ”My name is Melantha.”
A nonexistent brow arches in response to Bucky’s explanation as to what the pair has been up to. Searching for herbs? After crossing their border? That’s basically stealing. ”Even if you were, I would request that you give them back. Herbs are a commodity here and this is our territory. However, if you’re in need of medical assistance, you’re welcome to stay and have one of our healers take a look at you.” Her tone is matter-of-fact, but not harsh. She isn’t too sure about that Cayde guy, but Bucky seems reasonable. He should understand that Snowbound cannot just let random people harvest their resources when they’re already difficult enough to come by. Besides, she isn’t telling them to scream or scolding them, she’s just giving an explanation. ”So, what are you boys doing? Joining? Visiting? Or leaving?” She’s bored of this already. Best to get it over with as soon as possible.
A cutting remark as cold as the mountain air reverberates across the tundra, preceding the arrival of none other than Melantha Faber. The powerful huntress emerges from the bushes to the left of the newcomers, sagacious olive eyes narrowed in a disapproving expression. Unfortunately, the young predator is almost always as curt and unapproachable as she is now. Fortunately, almost everyone else in the clan are very kind and amiable people. One of these someone is going to be nice to the wrong person and get themselves in trouble. Mel cares not for niceties because it gets in the way of determining whether someone is a threat or not, or if they’re just an idiot. Most people are idiots or harmless, thankfully, but Melantha is not the kind of person to take chances.
She moves with predatory grace, chiseled muscles rippling beneath her sleek, tawny golden pelt. The two newcomers seem rather chilled, which she can hardly believe. It’s summer on the tundra, so it’s not nearly as miserable now as it is during the winter months. Sissies. Out of the two, the one with the metallic limb seems to be the most reasonable, so Melantha directs her attention towards him. ”Well, Bucky seems more like a real name than Winter Soldier,” comments the girl with a shrug. It’s stated bluntly, but it is clear from her expression that no offense is intended. She can’t be the only one who thinks “Winter Soldier” sounds more like some sort of alias, or whatever. ”Well, welcome to Snowbound, I guess,” somebody here probably feels some sort of welcoming feeling. Mel doesn’t like strangers, so she’s only saying it because it’s the polite thing to say. Funny, how she seems to care so much about manners after calling a complete stranger a scumbag. ”My name is Melantha.”
A nonexistent brow arches in response to Bucky’s explanation as to what the pair has been up to. Searching for herbs? After crossing their border? That’s basically stealing. ”Even if you were, I would request that you give them back. Herbs are a commodity here and this is our territory. However, if you’re in need of medical assistance, you’re welcome to stay and have one of our healers take a look at you.” Her tone is matter-of-fact, but not harsh. She isn’t too sure about that Cayde guy, but Bucky seems reasonable. He should understand that Snowbound cannot just let random people harvest their resources when they’re already difficult enough to come by. Besides, she isn’t telling them to scream or scolding them, she’s just giving an explanation. ”So, what are you boys doing? Joining? Visiting? Or leaving?” She’s bored of this already. Best to get it over with as soon as possible.