charlie
"Why thank you." Charlie purrs, not shying away at all from his compliment but somehow seeming to grow even more effervescent for it (if that was even possible). "Me too. Back before, Halo wasn't around. There was nothing cold near the Climb. If it was there when you and Asta were alive, maybe...maybe it was having the cold so close?" Cold magic had been what put a halt on Charlie's life, but perhaps if the weather itself was weaponized against its neighbours, that had been what stunted the ancients' formerly expansive presence?
"I normally prefer to slice my inner thigh." Charlie begins to explain before she too hears the dry crackle of twigs being broken beneath the weight of something large. Her smile is slower to spread than normal, taking on a more predatory slant as she shifts and peers around a tree.
The bear they've stumbled upon—or that has stumbled upon them—is a grizzly. Though it isn't full grown, its more than large enough to make mincemeat out of the two of them if they weren't careful. "It's huge!" Charlie whispers excitedly, before turning her gaze back to the bear.
"If I can distract it, do you think you can cut its throat and then get back out of the way?"
"I normally prefer to slice my inner thigh." Charlie begins to explain before she too hears the dry crackle of twigs being broken beneath the weight of something large. Her smile is slower to spread than normal, taking on a more predatory slant as she shifts and peers around a tree.
The bear they've stumbled upon—or that has stumbled upon them—is a grizzly. Though it isn't full grown, its more than large enough to make mincemeat out of the two of them if they weren't careful. "It's huge!" Charlie whispers excitedly, before turning her gaze back to the bear.
"If I can distract it, do you think you can cut its throat and then get back out of the way?"
she's the giggle at a funeral
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
