ASHE
does the wolf apologize when it stands on top? should the lion say grace when it takes its mark?
Vvoices began to quiet. Lights began to dim, and those that did not fail completely zipped away from the magic pressing in upon them. Ashe snarled at the few that remained, one ear on the very real person. Her jaws snapped down around another of the creatures, screams echoed, and she spun around to face the next and---
There was only the man left. Large, imposing, a warrior born and bred in every inch of him. She remained crouched, very still, ears back and eyes locked on the man that helped her. Friend or foe? Even in this, she couldn't be sure. The wolf swallowed and licked her jaws, taking a slow step back.
She should thank him. Or at least be in a better position to defend herself if he wasn't so friendly. She shifted in a flash, exposing her form as not but a very small woman with short black hair, and wild fire-blue eyes. She crouched in the dirt, rising slowly to stand, and even then he towered over her.
"Thank you..." she said warily. She swallowed and glanced around at the trees before locking her eyes back on Deimos. "Do you know what those were?"
There was only the man left. Large, imposing, a warrior born and bred in every inch of him. She remained crouched, very still, ears back and eyes locked on the man that helped her. Friend or foe? Even in this, she couldn't be sure. The wolf swallowed and licked her jaws, taking a slow step back.
She should thank him. Or at least be in a better position to defend herself if he wasn't so friendly. She shifted in a flash, exposing her form as not but a very small woman with short black hair, and wild fire-blue eyes. She crouched in the dirt, rising slowly to stand, and even then he towered over her.
"Thank you..." she said warily. She swallowed and glanced around at the trees before locking her eyes back on Deimos. "Do you know what those were?"
I do what I need to, what I have to, to survive. Closer than your friend, I can be your enemy.
