Monsters in the Moonlight [Seasonal Event]

Wessex probably would have kept right on walking if @"Ru’in” hadn’t lobbed a glow stone at her chest. Really, she would have just left the ugly, monstrous man alone. But no, he had to be petulant - provocative - whatever you want to call it. Especially because sex is the last thing on her mind. Her brow furrows and she kind of just stares at the rock as it hits her bare breast and bounces off, falling to the ground. Really? What, he thinks she’s in the mood to deal with him and his male repressed sexuality bullshit? Amongst the glow stones, no less? A grumble starts deep within her, surfacing as a low, guttural growl and bared fangs. Her fingers begin to twitch, itching for a weapon of some sort - but no, she’s got nothing on her but her own skin. Keeping two eyes firmly on the Outlander, she picks up the thrown stone and places it gingerly back next to one of its peers. Wessex likes to think they prefer each other’s company. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm

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