Watching something die because it was too weak to defend itself was something the woman was used to. She had to scrap and claw her way through life because of what had happened to the Coalition before they had taken the lands and made a mess out of them. Here she tread like a deadly serpent herself, eyes of blue and light red watching as she tilted her head to the side. The poor rodent. Squeaking and twitching before there was nothing left to twitch. Before it suddenly stopped moving and then stopped breathing. All for the purpose of an experiment on poisons. She didn't feel for the creature as to her it was just fate. It was destined to die because of the fact that it was weaker. "Weaker beings often don't have long lives. They get used for gain from those that are stronger." Her eyes were cold, uncaring as she looked up from the dead rodent now and she then suddenly gave a smile. One that seemed to brighten her eyes a little bit.
"But it isn't all bad. Like he said, the knowledge of what has happened lives on. Even though they don't." Sad fact of life but that was just how it was. It was just as simple as killing prey but she was curious and she turned to look at Arvid then. Watching him with a wider gaze. "What do those two do? Can you show me?"
"But it isn't all bad. Like he said, the knowledge of what has happened lives on. Even though they don't." Sad fact of life but that was just how it was. It was just as simple as killing prey but she was curious and she turned to look at Arvid then. Watching him with a wider gaze. "What do those two do? Can you show me?"