"Immortal. Do I really need to spell it?"
{ Status ; Mountain Pack Betess
{ Relationship ; None
{ Location ; Mountain's slope
{ Emotion ; Curious
{ Plans ; Get some answers
Everywhere I turn, I hurt someone.
But there's nothing I can say
to change the things I've done.
I'd do anything within my power,
I'd give everything I've got.
But the path I seek is hidden
from me now.
I m m o r t a l
Immortal turned her head, the tufts of fur along her neck, chest and spine ruffled faintly with the gentle breeze. Her lake blue eyes focused down on his, rather dark from the way her head was tilted downwards. From what she could tell, he seemed rather friendly in a semi-confident way, although she hardly knew the brute. So, she decided to give him a "run for his money".
The demoness turned slightly as she lowered her stomach and lower chest gently against the rock, laying down with her paws hanging delicately over the edge beside his. Her ears relaxed but still focussed forwards in his direction as she watched him with curiosity. Russet. A sweet name for a sweet face. "Immortal. Just a member of the Mountain Pack," She said with a teasing smile, the edges of her teeth just barely gleaming from the reflection of the moonlight. Immy wanted to know a few more answers before truly revealing her status, just in case. "So, what brought you here?" She asked gently, her tail furling once more.
But, before she could get comfortable with being around Russet, a howl filled the air. Yet another intruder. Her eyes narrowed and gaze shifted to down the slope, wondering if Conan or Skye would deal with this one. First, she needed questions from the brute she was currently "sweetly" interrogating.





















