Scott Jackson
"I really feel it..." Scott growled, sarcasm obvious in his voice despite the aggressive tone. He relazed slightly as the fae turned to check if she was injured, standing up to his full height as he watched her out of curiosity. "You didn't answer my question..." He stated, his eyes narrowing. "Who are you?" The wolf repeated his question, his teeth bared. I don't remember you... I don't think...
Natalie Johnson
Finding that the conversation had taken an awkward turn, Natalie began to fiddle with her hand behind her back again. Stealing a glance at Allen, she looked away quickly, aware of the colour rising in her cheeks. "So... How are you enjoying the ball?" She asked, brushing her fringe out of the way of her hazel eyes.
"I really feel it..." Scott growled, sarcasm obvious in his voice despite the aggressive tone. He relazed slightly as the fae turned to check if she was injured, standing up to his full height as he watched her out of curiosity. "You didn't answer my question..." He stated, his eyes narrowing. "Who are you?" The wolf repeated his question, his teeth bared. I don't remember you... I don't think...
Natalie Johnson
Finding that the conversation had taken an awkward turn, Natalie began to fiddle with her hand behind her back again. Stealing a glance at Allen, she looked away quickly, aware of the colour rising in her cheeks. "So... How are you enjoying the ball?" She asked, brushing her fringe out of the way of her hazel eyes.
































