Having turned away from the immediate source of his frustration, Rance missed the fact that the beetle had someone tailing it. So, the soft voice that slipped in during a break in his rant caught him by surprise. He half-stumbled and turned his head toward the voice.
Attention caught by the human-like figure, he barely noticed that the offending insect was out of immediate visual range. Small, pale, fragile were all descriptors that flitted through his mind before he settled on another fae and relaxed. Hands left auburn hair and dragged over his face before dropping to his sides. “Yes, I could definitely use some fuckin’ help,” Rance said, still agitated, but noticeably more calm. His voice was deep, a gravelly rumble. “I think some asshole might’ve dropped me in your woods as a prank? Unless… am I Underhill?”
Attention caught by the human-like figure, he barely noticed that the offending insect was out of immediate visual range. Small, pale, fragile were all descriptors that flitted through his mind before he settled on another fae and relaxed. Hands left auburn hair and dragged over his face before dropping to his sides. “Yes, I could definitely use some fuckin’ help,” Rance said, still agitated, but noticeably more calm. His voice was deep, a gravelly rumble. “I think some asshole might’ve dropped me in your woods as a prank? Unless… am I Underhill?”
