Ɖιяɛ ~ ɛяιƉ
At the snarl, Dire cringes, and immediately assumes a more submissive tone and stature. She remembered her rank in this pack; it wasn't as nearly as high as his, and she had no right giving him attitude. At his question, Dire shrugs. "I just stopped by there to get a drink, and a Mount fae came. Nothing really happened. She was no threat. Then this brute came, claiming it his, and I just scampered out of there." She said as calmly as possibly. She was still kind of worried about the brute. Quietly, she adds, "It wasn't Theon, that much I know." She turns to him, question glimmering in her eye, curious as to how he'd respond to the little claim. It was nothing, but it was big to Dire.
Rank : Dew Healer ~ Location : Pack Camp ~ Mood : Wary ~ With : Elijah ~ Status : Single, crushless
At the snarl, Dire cringes, and immediately assumes a more submissive tone and stature. She remembered her rank in this pack; it wasn't as nearly as high as his, and she had no right giving him attitude. At his question, Dire shrugs. "I just stopped by there to get a drink, and a Mount fae came. Nothing really happened. She was no threat. Then this brute came, claiming it his, and I just scampered out of there." She said as calmly as possibly. She was still kind of worried about the brute. Quietly, she adds, "It wasn't Theon, that much I know." She turns to him, question glimmering in her eye, curious as to how he'd respond to the little claim. It was nothing, but it was big to Dire.
{That's fine, I was just checking I wasn't missing something. >.<}





