MABEL
The voice calling out towards her caused a slight huff; her disinterest not enough to waylay any attempts at discussion, conversation, or insight into the very large-eared individual. All he received in return was a short burst of laughter from her throat, reeling, conceited and arrogant. “Lost? Here? No.” Must’ve been some naïve Outlander, believing everyone strolling through had stumbled and bumbled their way through the Grounds. No, Mabel had traversed exactly where she intended, and could’ve done so with her eyes completely closed, shut, the pathways of the Fields memorized, materialized, since she was old enough to walk.
Her eyes flickered over to him, studying, examining, from a distance – the ridiculous ears looking all the more animal-like, and certainly not fitting for his cranium. Must’ve been an Attuned then, partially shifted and appearing numb and dumb in the middle of the plains. If her presumptions were correct, there was no way she’d be helping or assisting him, already tired of their little seething plans from LongNight.
Hm.
She lifted her basket higher along her arm, pausing to enact a proper, authoritative stance, beneath the etchings of moonlight. If she appeared eerie, enigmatic, consumed with traces of wolfish demeanor, then the effect held its weight. “Are you?” Less satire now, more curiosity, compelling over the darkening void.
Her eyes flickered over to him, studying, examining, from a distance – the ridiculous ears looking all the more animal-like, and certainly not fitting for his cranium. Must’ve been an Attuned then, partially shifted and appearing numb and dumb in the middle of the plains. If her presumptions were correct, there was no way she’d be helping or assisting him, already tired of their little seething plans from LongNight.
Hm.
She lifted her basket higher along her arm, pausing to enact a proper, authoritative stance, beneath the etchings of moonlight. If she appeared eerie, enigmatic, consumed with traces of wolfish demeanor, then the effect held its weight. “Are you?” Less satire now, more curiosity, compelling over the darkening void.
I bare my teeth
and stretch my claws out
and stretch my claws out
