Ember narrowed and cast her eyes to the ground in thought at his words, a little numbed now. Though she looked back up quickly to nod to him, standing up after and stretching her legs swiftly. Leaning over the table she took a final sip of her drink, now empty, and stuck her tongue out at it's odd warmth.
Once done the red-head shifted her gaze from the door to Liefthous a few times before tenderly taking out the weapon she had won some time previous. She could almost feel her skin singe at the closeness of the sharp as she took it out from her waist, letting out a breath in relief. Ember quickly placed it on the table in front of him as she walked by.
"It would be in my way.", she explained with one of Liefthous' smirks thrown over her shoulder at him as she gradually made her way to the large doors.
Once done the red-head shifted her gaze from the door to Liefthous a few times before tenderly taking out the weapon she had won some time previous. She could almost feel her skin singe at the closeness of the sharp as she took it out from her waist, letting out a breath in relief. Ember quickly placed it on the table in front of him as she walked by.
"It would be in my way.", she explained with one of Liefthous' smirks thrown over her shoulder at him as she gradually made her way to the large doors.
A smile spread across his expression, followed by a speechless chuckle. He reached for the dagger, his grasp tight on its hilt as he flipped the blade towards his belt. Locking it into place, he rolled his eyes and cupped his hands over his mouth. "Thank you!" He snickered, raising his voice slightly so the woman could hear it. The male leaned against the seat, crossing his legs with a small shake of his head. "I'm not sure why you still remain skeptical." The Hellion told no one in particular, his gaze lifting to the roof once more. His hands folded together as he placed them on his lap with a duck of his head. "I understand you have your ways of doing things, but I seem to have a way of doing mine." He scoffed, bothered by his ruffled ponytail as it dangled over his shoulder. "Though, I-" He cut himself off, furrowing his eyebrows. He seemed to be listening, though nobody around the table was speaking directly at him. With an exhale, he continued the weak argument in his thoughts.
Ember straightened her back with pride as she heard the call from behind her, content that she had made him content as well. She blinked at no one in a kind way and pulled open the doors with next to no effort on her part, finding herself gazing at them in awe once more as they slid gracefully towards her. With a step back to avoid being hit, the red-head peered through and thought of her next moves.
She was to hunt for the wolves she heard some while ago, in a place she knew nothing of. Ember walked through the entryway and turned to close the doors now. With one last glance to the white-haired companion, she shut them. The woman realized here that she forget to ask him if he had wanted any food. A short debate with herself lead her to continue on her way; she would bring him something to eat regardless.
Night birds were often plush with meat and, without any offence, Liefthous needed a bit more meat in him. He looked far too skinny. With plan in mind, the grey-eyed Leader made her way out of the Hall to hunt, promising herself to be back soon.
She was to hunt for the wolves she heard some while ago, in a place she knew nothing of. Ember walked through the entryway and turned to close the doors now. With one last glance to the white-haired companion, she shut them. The woman realized here that she forget to ask him if he had wanted any food. A short debate with herself lead her to continue on her way; she would bring him something to eat regardless.
Night birds were often plush with meat and, without any offence, Liefthous needed a bit more meat in him. He looked far too skinny. With plan in mind, the grey-eyed Leader made her way out of the Hall to hunt, promising herself to be back soon.
He.. was already bored.
He was done bickering more than a moment ago, and he rested his head on his hand. Aleron would often compare him to a child; talkative, irritated at the smallest things, and not good with keeping himself entertained for too long. He rolled his eyes at the thought. The male sent another look around the tavern, curious if there was anything he could possibly do. He rose to his feet and stretched, slipping past two men speaking with one another in low voices. His eye drifted to the feather in the man's satchel, and he guessed it was a quill of some sort. Being curious and not caring if he was caught, Lief 'accidently' knocked into the man, a fake apology spilling from his lips nearly as soon as their shoulders brushed together. Meanwhile, his fingertips skimmed over the feather, bringing it from its place.
Or.. he thought it had moved.
Still walking in the opposite direction, Lief whipped around when he heard a yelp of a bird. His eye went wide, and he immediately let go of the feather. Squinting, he noticed it was multiple feathers that had faded and tucked neatly, giving the idea it was only one. He looked back at the man, a careless shrug taking place alongside a sly smirk. He was questioning why a bird, of all things, was in the bag, but he didn't feel the need to ask. He most likely didn't want to know, in the first place. Perhaps it was for support, or perhaps they were smugglers. Either way, he didn't seem to care. Turning swiftly on his heels, the thief laughed at the murmured curses of the man, but jumped when he saw the bird leap past him. What chaos had he started?
He drew a breath and shuffled out of the way, snickering as he watched the two men fumble after the bird. He nearly forgot what he was doing to begin with, though it came back to him. The male needed something to write with, and he scanned over the crowd, making a mental note not to take a feather from one's bag.
He was done bickering more than a moment ago, and he rested his head on his hand. Aleron would often compare him to a child; talkative, irritated at the smallest things, and not good with keeping himself entertained for too long. He rolled his eyes at the thought. The male sent another look around the tavern, curious if there was anything he could possibly do. He rose to his feet and stretched, slipping past two men speaking with one another in low voices. His eye drifted to the feather in the man's satchel, and he guessed it was a quill of some sort. Being curious and not caring if he was caught, Lief 'accidently' knocked into the man, a fake apology spilling from his lips nearly as soon as their shoulders brushed together. Meanwhile, his fingertips skimmed over the feather, bringing it from its place.
Or.. he thought it had moved.
Still walking in the opposite direction, Lief whipped around when he heard a yelp of a bird. His eye went wide, and he immediately let go of the feather. Squinting, he noticed it was multiple feathers that had faded and tucked neatly, giving the idea it was only one. He looked back at the man, a careless shrug taking place alongside a sly smirk. He was questioning why a bird, of all things, was in the bag, but he didn't feel the need to ask. He most likely didn't want to know, in the first place. Perhaps it was for support, or perhaps they were smugglers. Either way, he didn't seem to care. Turning swiftly on his heels, the thief laughed at the murmured curses of the man, but jumped when he saw the bird leap past him. What chaos had he started?
He drew a breath and shuffled out of the way, snickering as he watched the two men fumble after the bird. He nearly forgot what he was doing to begin with, though it came back to him. The male needed something to write with, and he scanned over the crowd, making a mental note not to take a feather from one's bag.
As at walked in all she could smell was the smell of burnt vomit. Feeling hazy, Cat walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. She downed a few shots then went over to the feast, she grabbed as many baked goods as she could before putting them in her bag and going to explore. She walked outside to stumble across a giant fountain plated with gold. By it a giant sigh with a T.V on it playing wrong sponsors eternally. Cat snickers as she walks away.
A person walks up to Cat "How are you enjoying your stay?"Cat sighs"Its fine, just boring" before they can say another word Cat walks out of the building, Thinking about if she should come back.
A person walks up to Cat "How are you enjoying your stay?"Cat sighs"Its fine, just boring" before they can say another word Cat walks out of the building, Thinking about if she should come back.
(( In The Meantime, I'll Continue Playing As Zackary, Seeing As He Was Already At The Feast Earlier, As Well 
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Zackary, disgusted at the taste of the alcohol he had been drinking moments before, rose from his seat and excused himself as he stumbled away from the table. His wings, which were much like a barn owl's, were three times his own size, and they seemed to make him stick out from the rest of the crowd. Not wishing to draw too much attention to himself, the second-in-command walked outside in order to spread his aching wings, which had been folded for nearly hours by this time. With a sigh of relief, Zackary's wings unfolded as he shut the doors to the feast, nearly reaching the top of the large double doors he had just exited from. He despised crowded places such as these, but he didn't have a choice but to drop in. It was rather spend his night in the cold of this village's outdoors, or fall unconscious after having one too many drinks, or perhaps just exhaustion.
Spotting a female enter the building only to exit moments later, he blinked in slight confusion, but wore a smile either way. "Pardon!" His voice was dipped in a French-like accent, clearly stating he wasn't from here. He waved at the woman, tilting his head slightly as he approached her. "Is everything alright?"
))Zackary, disgusted at the taste of the alcohol he had been drinking moments before, rose from his seat and excused himself as he stumbled away from the table. His wings, which were much like a barn owl's, were three times his own size, and they seemed to make him stick out from the rest of the crowd. Not wishing to draw too much attention to himself, the second-in-command walked outside in order to spread his aching wings, which had been folded for nearly hours by this time. With a sigh of relief, Zackary's wings unfolded as he shut the doors to the feast, nearly reaching the top of the large double doors he had just exited from. He despised crowded places such as these, but he didn't have a choice but to drop in. It was rather spend his night in the cold of this village's outdoors, or fall unconscious after having one too many drinks, or perhaps just exhaustion.
Spotting a female enter the building only to exit moments later, he blinked in slight confusion, but wore a smile either way. "Pardon!" His voice was dipped in a French-like accent, clearly stating he wasn't from here. He waved at the woman, tilting his head slightly as he approached her. "Is everything alright?"
Smiling to herself, the actual red-head hid part of her face with a hand in mild joy. It had been a while since she had last stretched out her legs and frankly, she was tired of sitting in the dark doing nothing- while lil' miss did whatever she pleased. Might as well as to take matters into her own hands. A few will question her actions for sure- she could pr-actically -hear C-y's coy- g-rin turning to her direction from here. -Chartreuse orbs moved themselves to the side without even a twitch of her head just to make sure the other woman hadn't sneaked up on her. At the sight of nothing, Rylyn -snapped her eyes back to the male almost directly across from her from a distance.
His small endeavor with mild thiefry and a bird had been slightly amusing. -What had gotten her attention, though, from some ago was the fact he talked to himself. -Not in a crazy -way but to -actually listen. -He had logic and sanity, so it -could mean only one thing...
...He was like her~
The probability sent shivers down her spine and the personality smiled -wider in anticipation. Who-ever it was, it was-n't Cy or- he would have been m-ad for sure and have seen- her already. -The dimly lit corner kept her out of sight for the part but she wanted nothing else but for the male to look at he-r. -It could be Goody Goody yet she doubted it. It- was quite exciting to be sitting in the same room as someone else like her. -A- fidge-t later t-he woman made up her mind. The air and her body darkened slightly and she popped out of existence for a mere second before returning in a new spot- an unoccupied chair in the light which was a little closer to him. Not -really caring if anyone -else saw it happen.
Now she waited for his glance to her. It would be rude to waltz up and- introduce herself out of the blue, s-o- the girl kept her stare on him. Eventually he will see her and the moment he d-oes she'll go to him.
His small endeavor with mild thiefry and a bird had been slightly amusing. -What had gotten her attention, though, from some ago was the fact he talked to himself. -Not in a crazy -way but to -actually listen. -He had logic and sanity, so it -could mean only one thing...
...He was like her~
The probability sent shivers down her spine and the personality smiled -wider in anticipation. Who-ever it was, it was-n't Cy or- he would have been m-ad for sure and have seen- her already. -The dimly lit corner kept her out of sight for the part but she wanted nothing else but for the male to look at he-r. -It could be Goody Goody yet she doubted it. It- was quite exciting to be sitting in the same room as someone else like her. -A- fidge-t later t-he woman made up her mind. The air and her body darkened slightly and she popped out of existence for a mere second before returning in a new spot- an unoccupied chair in the light which was a little closer to him. Not -really caring if anyone -else saw it happen.
Now she waited for his glance to her. It would be rude to waltz up and- introduce herself out of the blue, s-o- the girl kept her stare on him. Eventually he will see her and the moment he d-oes she'll go to him.
Immediately, Lief could feel the shift in the air. He was sent into panic, though his face remained neutral as he froze in his tracks. He lowered his head slightly, slowly reaching for the wood colored hilt of his dagger. Though his ears had perked moments ago, there was too much commotion for the thief to comprehend what was happening- or, what was going to happen. Drawing a breath, the worsts of the situation flooded the Hellion's mind. The smuggler's- or, supposed bird smugglers, rather say- could have weapons of their own, let alone a whole flock of damned birds that could have a potential to.. well.. they could do whatever! His attempt of thievery was uncalled for! And so was the bird! How was he supposed to understand what could do birds do to bring harm or possible death their opposing side?
He scoffed at his own thoughts. He was better than a handful of feathered, alive quills.. Or, he'd like to think so. Though, the so-called situation didn't explain the sudden shift in the room, let alone his sudden overwhelming feeling of panic. Besides, he was in no swell condition to fight, nor walk or perform any activity that required moving. He was exhausted, yes, but he was drowning in his own boredom, so he guessed a small bickerment wouldn't hurt. Additionally, if it did, he deserved this either way. Perhaps the Stars were right, for once, and the Universe was trying to tell him.. 'something'.
Eh. It's not like he listens.
Turning on his heels to face the opposite direction, the male bares his teeth and straightens his posture. His eye darts around the room, landing on each unfamiliar feature with slight confusion. His fingers were wrapped around the hilt, practically waiting for the slightest hint of violence or movement. Now thinking of violence, he tilted his head to the right as he debated his decision. Well, it was too late to back down now, wasn't it? The thief couldn't act tough and hopefully appear to be some sort of a threat, then step away or flinch at a lowly person. He was surprised when he found a redhead gazing at himself, but he quickly shook his head and decided the stranger was bringing harm of someway. They still had a small distance, but he quickly stood his ground. A shiver was sent down his spine, causing his tail to flicker to the slightest. Without somewhat of a source of magicks, it was fairly difficult to hide the scaled feature that had a diamond-like tip gliding back-and-forth along the wooden floors.
Despite almost being destracted by his own tail ( Aleron also compared him to a canine after catching Lief 'chasing' his tail. He was trying to get the bandage off of it! Nothing more! ), Lief took a few steps towards the woman and curled his lip back. "I s'ppose this is your way of a greeting? It's not very clever, but perhaps I'm wrong. May I help you with something?" His voice was cold and harsh, but he didn't seem to mind. What he did mind, though, was the fact the woman had been staring. It wasn't considered rude, where he came from, but it was a sign of wishing to speak to someone. Perhaps he was wrong, and the woman was just simply.. gazing from afar.
But he was bored, and perhaps this conversation would pass some time. As long as he didn't get himself killed, he didn't seem to care.
He scoffed at his own thoughts. He was better than a handful of feathered, alive quills.. Or, he'd like to think so. Though, the so-called situation didn't explain the sudden shift in the room, let alone his sudden overwhelming feeling of panic. Besides, he was in no swell condition to fight, nor walk or perform any activity that required moving. He was exhausted, yes, but he was drowning in his own boredom, so he guessed a small bickerment wouldn't hurt. Additionally, if it did, he deserved this either way. Perhaps the Stars were right, for once, and the Universe was trying to tell him.. 'something'.
Eh. It's not like he listens.
Turning on his heels to face the opposite direction, the male bares his teeth and straightens his posture. His eye darts around the room, landing on each unfamiliar feature with slight confusion. His fingers were wrapped around the hilt, practically waiting for the slightest hint of violence or movement. Now thinking of violence, he tilted his head to the right as he debated his decision. Well, it was too late to back down now, wasn't it? The thief couldn't act tough and hopefully appear to be some sort of a threat, then step away or flinch at a lowly person. He was surprised when he found a redhead gazing at himself, but he quickly shook his head and decided the stranger was bringing harm of someway. They still had a small distance, but he quickly stood his ground. A shiver was sent down his spine, causing his tail to flicker to the slightest. Without somewhat of a source of magicks, it was fairly difficult to hide the scaled feature that had a diamond-like tip gliding back-and-forth along the wooden floors.
Despite almost being destracted by his own tail ( Aleron also compared him to a canine after catching Lief 'chasing' his tail. He was trying to get the bandage off of it! Nothing more! ), Lief took a few steps towards the woman and curled his lip back. "I s'ppose this is your way of a greeting? It's not very clever, but perhaps I'm wrong. May I help you with something?" His voice was cold and harsh, but he didn't seem to mind. What he did mind, though, was the fact the woman had been staring. It wasn't considered rude, where he came from, but it was a sign of wishing to speak to someone. Perhaps he was wrong, and the woman was just simply.. gazing from afar.
But he was bored, and perhaps this conversation would pass some time. As long as he didn't get himself killed, he didn't seem to care.
R-ylyn couldn't -help but al-lo-w the C-heshi-re grin to- spread a-c-ross her featu-res and for- her legs to tw-itch, her body -closing in o-n itself in unc-hecked ex-c-item-ent-. He kne-w something- oh he knew something. She could almost feel the walls of defense rise within him as he had stopped, and she had drifted -elsewhere for a moment at the time and it di-dn't register until he turned around. The woman c-ouldn't even s-e-e straight, the edges of her visio-n blurring and -becoming black. A tilt of her head prompted her to think it would feel better if she did so, b-ut it didn't. What did it care for if he look-ed at her.
She placed her hands on either side of her cheeks and pushed them up slightly, eyes slitting with mirth as she tapped her foot on the ground every now and then. He was comin-g to h-er! What a -gentleman! She didn't even need to move to in-troduce herself at this point and it made her tingle w-ith joy. At his words hummed and closed her eyes in attempts to control herself. He's so- cute! -Oh C-y, s-h-e needs to- experience human interaction more often before she i-mplodes.
The red-head waited for him to finish talking before making her move. As soon as he stopped, she basically hopped from her seat to stand in front of the almost white-haired man, extending her hand to him. A toothy grin and laughing eyes adorned her, body close to shaking. "A time of day is as good to you as to me- yes~", her higher in pitch voice echoed lightly in the 'Hall'. She knew he -didn't mind the presence of the other woman who -left not long ago, with her deeper vo-ice and odd mannerisms and off speech. If she can make hi-m like her by doing the opposite than she was obviously better th-an the...dim.
She placed her hands on either side of her cheeks and pushed them up slightly, eyes slitting with mirth as she tapped her foot on the ground every now and then. He was comin-g to h-er! What a -gentleman! She didn't even need to move to in-troduce herself at this point and it made her tingle w-ith joy. At his words hummed and closed her eyes in attempts to control herself. He's so- cute! -Oh C-y, s-h-e needs to- experience human interaction more often before she i-mplodes.
The red-head waited for him to finish talking before making her move. As soon as he stopped, she basically hopped from her seat to stand in front of the almost white-haired man, extending her hand to him. A toothy grin and laughing eyes adorned her, body close to shaking. "A time of day is as good to you as to me- yes~", her higher in pitch voice echoed lightly in the 'Hall'. She knew he -didn't mind the presence of the other woman who -left not long ago, with her deeper vo-ice and odd mannerisms and off speech. If she can make hi-m like her by doing the opposite than she was obviously better th-an the...dim.
Oh.. Oh Stars..
Lief winced. The voice was unexpected, and it was slightly foul to the ears. He stepped backwards at her movement, putting space in between them. It wasn't much, but it kept him safe for the time being, and it wasn't shown as rude. Hopefully. He cleared his throat, removing his grasp from his dagger and to the woman's hand. The male shook it quickly, briskly returning to his hand to his weapon. He wasn't positive if the woman was awkward in front of others, or just.. strange.
The thief cleared his throat. He would remain calm and somewhat proper, nonetheless. "A time of.. I s'ppose that makes slight sense? But, if I may ask, what is the reason you were staring? I was guessing you wished to speak with me, but perhaps that wasn't the reason." It was taking quite the urge to resist holding his dagger's blade to her throat, but he was managing, which was awfully surprising to even himself. He was raised to show violence to even the innocent, but never to harm them unless forced to do such. Of course, even he had a sense of mind. Most of the time. He understood he wasn't the best at refusing the chance to harm people other than the ones he knows, but he was doing 'better' compared to his old ways. Though he kept his fingers wrapped around the fabric that wrapped the wooden handle of his large knife, he didn't fully draw it from its place. It was lifted slightly, but it was to be used only if Lief was showed some sort of violence, or to be attacked.
But, what did he know? The woman could be different, and wish to speak normally. Perhaps she wishes to converse with someone other than herself, and she was bored much like the Hellion was. He exhaled. Yes, there were times he could be wrong- well, there were a lot of times he was wrong- but perhaps this was different. As long as he wasn't killed or harmed, he would be fine. Right?
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Lief winced. The voice was unexpected, and it was slightly foul to the ears. He stepped backwards at her movement, putting space in between them. It wasn't much, but it kept him safe for the time being, and it wasn't shown as rude. Hopefully. He cleared his throat, removing his grasp from his dagger and to the woman's hand. The male shook it quickly, briskly returning to his hand to his weapon. He wasn't positive if the woman was awkward in front of others, or just.. strange.
The thief cleared his throat. He would remain calm and somewhat proper, nonetheless. "A time of.. I s'ppose that makes slight sense? But, if I may ask, what is the reason you were staring? I was guessing you wished to speak with me, but perhaps that wasn't the reason." It was taking quite the urge to resist holding his dagger's blade to her throat, but he was managing, which was awfully surprising to even himself. He was raised to show violence to even the innocent, but never to harm them unless forced to do such. Of course, even he had a sense of mind. Most of the time. He understood he wasn't the best at refusing the chance to harm people other than the ones he knows, but he was doing 'better' compared to his old ways. Though he kept his fingers wrapped around the fabric that wrapped the wooden handle of his large knife, he didn't fully draw it from its place. It was lifted slightly, but it was to be used only if Lief was showed some sort of violence, or to be attacked.
But, what did he know? The woman could be different, and wish to speak normally. Perhaps she wishes to converse with someone other than herself, and she was bored much like the Hellion was. He exhaled. Yes, there were times he could be wrong- well, there were a lot of times he was wrong- but perhaps this was different. As long as he wasn't killed or harmed, he would be fine. Right?
(( Apologies For Such A Late Response! ;-; ))
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Rylyn watched intensely as he shook her hand- q-uickly- and brought her hand to herself, seemingly hugging it to herself, rocking side-to-side in bliss. Eyes closed and face squished a fair bit, she stayed there awhile before remembering he questioned her. Bringing her head to look at him once more, eyes opened now, the woman smiled. "You're adorable!", she said simply with a light jump of her body.
Then...continued. "Your ears are so cute! and pointy! and hair I'm sure Aurian'd be jealous of- see she has white hair to- ah well, it's not really white your hair right? Jus' pale and the lil' horns are beautiful! So tall!", she spewed out while making rather exaggerated facial expressions and movements with her hands. All the while looking and acting extremely hyper. Rylyn leaned herself sideways to look behind him. "A tail too! Never met one with a tail- are you a ca- oh you can't be a cat; cats are cats! Scars are sick but make sure not ta get anything near it or you'll get scared and flinch again and everyone'll know it as a weakness which isn't good since you're really injured and it'd be a shame to make you not so cute anymore no?", the red-head rambled for a bit longer, looking at him all over with a smile never faltering.
His bloodlust was showing a good bit and it was highly amusing to watch him struggle to keep himself to himself. It was very tempting to provoke him more just to see what he would do. -Maybe he'd go fo-r her. Oh it was tempti-ng, but!...it wouldn't get him to enjoy- her presence like the other. Ideas were spilling over and there was increasing amounts of effort to keep from acting out even more than she already has. Not like she personally cared for it yet she wanted to make a good first impression! Being extremely friendly and complementing him will to the trick plus her natural charm!
Rylyn watched intensely as he shook her hand- q-uickly- and brought her hand to herself, seemingly hugging it to herself, rocking side-to-side in bliss. Eyes closed and face squished a fair bit, she stayed there awhile before remembering he questioned her. Bringing her head to look at him once more, eyes opened now, the woman smiled. "You're adorable!", she said simply with a light jump of her body.
Then...continued. "Your ears are so cute! and pointy! and hair I'm sure Aurian'd be jealous of- see she has white hair to- ah well, it's not really white your hair right? Jus' pale and the lil' horns are beautiful! So tall!", she spewed out while making rather exaggerated facial expressions and movements with her hands. All the while looking and acting extremely hyper. Rylyn leaned herself sideways to look behind him. "A tail too! Never met one with a tail- are you a ca- oh you can't be a cat; cats are cats! Scars are sick but make sure not ta get anything near it or you'll get scared and flinch again and everyone'll know it as a weakness which isn't good since you're really injured and it'd be a shame to make you not so cute anymore no?", the red-head rambled for a bit longer, looking at him all over with a smile never faltering.
His bloodlust was showing a good bit and it was highly amusing to watch him struggle to keep himself to himself. It was very tempting to provoke him more just to see what he would do. -Maybe he'd go fo-r her. Oh it was tempti-ng, but!...it wouldn't get him to enjoy- her presence like the other. Ideas were spilling over and there was increasing amounts of effort to keep from acting out even more than she already has. Not like she personally cared for it yet she wanted to make a good first impression! Being extremely friendly and complementing him will to the trick plus her natural charm!
Cause I lost a partner so I'm gonna eat a lot
Cause I lost a partner so I'm gonna eat a lot
He nearly choked, but his cheeks had grown in color nonetheless. It was strange to receive compliments from someone- a stranger, to say, at least. He resisted recoiling, or even taking another step back, but the overthinking didn't quite stop his habit of biting his lip. The thief wasn't sure of the reasons why he was being complimented. Perhaps she was just mocking him, or teasing his appearance. Narrowing his eyes, he shook his head. No, no. If she wished to just mock him, why hold an attempt at conversation? It was much too effort to get the man to approach her, so why waste the efforts with what appeared to be mockery?
A sigh escaped from his lips, and his brows furrowed as he attempted to see what her plan was. Plan? Perhaps she didn't have one. Though, for the meantime, maybe he could just.. "Cat?" The thief's eyebrow lifted in curiosity. "May I ask what that is? Is it a common used term in this area?" He wasn't exactly positive on why he had been compared to this strange being, but perhaps the woman had meant it on good terms. She did appear to be trying to befriend him, though, the Hellion had a bit of trouble believing a friendship was all she desired. He opened his mouth to ask why she found his appearance so amusing, but he quickly decided to avoid such thoughts and questions at the moment, and he shut his trap. The male lightly dropped the weapon onto his belt, thinking it wouldn't be needed. The woman seemed manipulative, but not harmful. Besides, the man could do nothing but hold the conversation. He wasn't sure what would happen if he tried to leave, let alone show any attacking or violence motives to the stranger.
A sigh escaped from his lips, and his brows furrowed as he attempted to see what her plan was. Plan? Perhaps she didn't have one. Though, for the meantime, maybe he could just.. "Cat?" The thief's eyebrow lifted in curiosity. "May I ask what that is? Is it a common used term in this area?" He wasn't exactly positive on why he had been compared to this strange being, but perhaps the woman had meant it on good terms. She did appear to be trying to befriend him, though, the Hellion had a bit of trouble believing a friendship was all she desired. He opened his mouth to ask why she found his appearance so amusing, but he quickly decided to avoid such thoughts and questions at the moment, and he shut his trap. The male lightly dropped the weapon onto his belt, thinking it wouldn't be needed. The woman seemed manipulative, but not harmful. Besides, the man could do nothing but hold the conversation. He wasn't sure what would happen if he tried to leave, let alone show any attacking or violence motives to the stranger.
I like food ok
Rylyn let out a small giggle and kept a toothy grin on her face as she brought up her hands to the top of her head, making a triangle shape with them, and placing them on opposite sides of her head. Laughter in the woman's eyes she let out a "Mrow~", and managed to produce quiet purrs from her chest. -I-t was quite fun to be ho-nest. She decided to bring it a step further and begin rubbing her head into his arm, purring and "Meow"ing all the while. The red-head maneuvered around him to his back and stared at his tail for a while before crouching down to pet it gently twice, then began on her way to his other side. Acting as much as a cat as she 'humanly' could.
Cats wou-ld be common around a village no? They should be and it wa-s interesting that he might- not know them. It was c-ut-e nonetheless and the red-head felt content with the exchange. Rylyn still felt giddy and her chest bloomed with activity, smile ever plastered on her facial features. What set her off was all the other living things in the 'Hall' with them; someone was rambling about food, another kept their eyes on her new friend, and someone was speaking off in a distance that wasn't even in the room! It was mildly distracting but she payed little to no mind to it all- happy with the man around her.
Cats wou-ld be common around a village no? They should be and it wa-s interesting that he might- not know them. It was c-ut-e nonetheless and the red-head felt content with the exchange. Rylyn still felt giddy and her chest bloomed with activity, smile ever plastered on her facial features. What set her off was all the other living things in the 'Hall' with them; someone was rambling about food, another kept their eyes on her new friend, and someone was speaking off in a distance that wasn't even in the room! It was mildly distracting but she payed little to no mind to it all- happy with the man around her.
*I start eating the meat*
Biggest fears? The Royal guard, mousers, and this-
Lief drew a sharp breath, the butterflies building in his chest. He wasn't sure if it was from being quite anxious, or the fact she was slightly.. attractive. He tried to shake the thought. He knew he would regret this later in time, so why get himself into such situations at this moment? The man stiffened slightly as she rubbed his arm, not sure of what to do, exactly. Should he strike? Should he just walk away? Before he could decide, the Hellion angled his head to gaze over his shoulder as the woman slid to his backside, for he was confused as she locked eyesight with the tail of his. A weak yip escaped his lips as she stroked it, and his cheeks were dipped in red. Tail flickering, he turned the opposite direction with a hand placed over his mouth. He wasn't quite sure what the noise was, but he had surprised himself. Of all things, he didn't mean to make a form of a pup's bark.
But.. it was quick to lose his attention. Was this what cats would do to humans, let alone non-mortals? If so, he could add a new fear to his list. The purring sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite decided what it was. He slowly lowered his hand, taking three small steps aback from the woman. Eye narrowed, he decided to play off the faint blush that was surrounding his face, straightening his posture with a growl. "Are you alright..?" The three words didn't come easy off the tongue. It was like he couldn't speak, distracted by her actions and the way she had moved. The thief cleared his throat and folded his arms. "I.. What was that, may I ask? I've never seen.."
And it clicked. He knew exactly what was going on.
"Mouser!" He hissed, immediately drawing his dagger from his place. Fear and panic and frustration gleamed in his eyes, let alone his voice. He had been so foolish! He had let his guard down once, and he was face-to-face with a mouser?! He raised the dagger, aiming it towards the stranger's chest. He wasn't thinking- He couldn't think. It was as if the world was spinning, and he had just lost his footing. What a strange metaphor to use.. He was very clearly standing upright, his arm extended and his feet placed firmly upon the ground. He had told himself no fights or acts of violence, but this.. this was different.
Lief drew a sharp breath, the butterflies building in his chest. He wasn't sure if it was from being quite anxious, or the fact she was slightly.. attractive. He tried to shake the thought. He knew he would regret this later in time, so why get himself into such situations at this moment? The man stiffened slightly as she rubbed his arm, not sure of what to do, exactly. Should he strike? Should he just walk away? Before he could decide, the Hellion angled his head to gaze over his shoulder as the woman slid to his backside, for he was confused as she locked eyesight with the tail of his. A weak yip escaped his lips as she stroked it, and his cheeks were dipped in red. Tail flickering, he turned the opposite direction with a hand placed over his mouth. He wasn't quite sure what the noise was, but he had surprised himself. Of all things, he didn't mean to make a form of a pup's bark.
But.. it was quick to lose his attention. Was this what cats would do to humans, let alone non-mortals? If so, he could add a new fear to his list. The purring sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite decided what it was. He slowly lowered his hand, taking three small steps aback from the woman. Eye narrowed, he decided to play off the faint blush that was surrounding his face, straightening his posture with a growl. "Are you alright..?" The three words didn't come easy off the tongue. It was like he couldn't speak, distracted by her actions and the way she had moved. The thief cleared his throat and folded his arms. "I.. What was that, may I ask? I've never seen.."
And it clicked. He knew exactly what was going on.
"Mouser!" He hissed, immediately drawing his dagger from his place. Fear and panic and frustration gleamed in his eyes, let alone his voice. He had been so foolish! He had let his guard down once, and he was face-to-face with a mouser?! He raised the dagger, aiming it towards the stranger's chest. He wasn't thinking- He couldn't think. It was as if the world was spinning, and he had just lost his footing. What a strange metaphor to use.. He was very clearly standing upright, his arm extended and his feet placed firmly upon the ground. He had told himself no fights or acts of violence, but this.. this was different.
Hmmm what
Rylyn heard a small noise come from him and squealed internally with her grin becoming slightly lopsided as she thought, still moving around at the same time. Oh h-e was too much for he-r! People were so fun and funny and he was cute. T-oo cute honestly but she'd push through her -giddy feelings and continue to impres-s him some more. At his movement away from her she stopped her purring and meowing to look at him with mildly emotionless eyes- smile on her face still. The man shouldn't be moving away since she'd done nothing wrong to hi-
...Was...he blushing? De-ar- Cy- she -wa-s goi-ng to -f-aint! How was it- possible for som-eone to look so- ahhhh- okay. Calm down, calm down. It's -fine. Did that mean he found her cute too? How many love stories find the two characters falling in love at the same time? Maybe Aurian hit her recently and this was all a dream for once. A trip to the Ground and a few looks her way would set some rivals off...maybe a fight resulted in a coma...maybe he was an angel that she never began to consider the existence of. A possibility is a possibility though! The smile become genuine again at his questions towards her and she was ready to jump on her answers before she saw a sudden change in his being. A click sounded in her mind as she felt a snap in her- preparing to make a break for it. Looking down at the dagger now pointed to her chest, Rylyn merely grinned.
"You sure don't like these mousers eh dove?", the woman pointed out lightly with a quiet laugh to boot. Chartreuse orbs still on the weapon on her, she could feel it's importance. Memories were practically etched into the thing and the red-head had to wrinkle her nose to pull her out of the interesting shadows coming from it. Bringing her sight up to meet his unsteady gaze, she gave him a sly wink and a little bit of her tongue sticking out to lighten the mood.
...Was...he blushing? De-ar- Cy- she -wa-s goi-ng to -f-aint! How was it- possible for som-eone to look so- ahhhh- okay. Calm down, calm down. It's -fine. Did that mean he found her cute too? How many love stories find the two characters falling in love at the same time? Maybe Aurian hit her recently and this was all a dream for once. A trip to the Ground and a few looks her way would set some rivals off...maybe a fight resulted in a coma...maybe he was an angel that she never began to consider the existence of. A possibility is a possibility though! The smile become genuine again at his questions towards her and she was ready to jump on her answers before she saw a sudden change in his being. A click sounded in her mind as she felt a snap in her- preparing to make a break for it. Looking down at the dagger now pointed to her chest, Rylyn merely grinned.
"You sure don't like these mousers eh dove?", the woman pointed out lightly with a quiet laugh to boot. Chartreuse orbs still on the weapon on her, she could feel it's importance. Memories were practically etched into the thing and the red-head had to wrinkle her nose to pull her out of the interesting shadows coming from it. Bringing her sight up to meet his unsteady gaze, she gave him a sly wink and a little bit of her tongue sticking out to lighten the mood.
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