by *~WolfSoul~* » Fri Apr 04, 2014 1:13 pm
Watching the baron carefully, Amara's ears flicked backward. Ah, that was why he seemed faintly familiar. Regardless of his acceptance into the pack, the skinny dove was uncertain about this brute - so bold to her one moment, and avoiding her gaze the next. There was something elusively dark about this wolf. There was a secretive cloud that shrouded him; it weaved between the glossy tendrils of his mahogany fur, and swam deep in his brown eye. Sensitive Amara felt as if she could almost see this cloud, as if it was almost hard to focus on the brute's striking form because of it - it was shielding him. Her eyes, still only showing a rather flat grey hue in the dim lighting, were focused on him intently as he spoke. His words were general, open to both faes, but his eye was all for Sparrow. "That's good," she spoke up, "I can't remember how many loners have arrived in the last two days." As the malnourished fae said these words, she could not help but subconsciously express herself. She felt fatigued and overwhelmed with all the new company, all the strangers. Her head dropped slightly, ears lowering without thought as her body language betrayed her emotion. She seemed to shrink a bit, as if a weight was on her back. The fae appeared impossibly small, and impossibly unhealthy, too, the moonlight hitting her figure just right to throw the bumpy rise and fall of ribs into relief against her side. In contrast to her body was the shine in her eyes, which had also caught the moonlight and reflected a cool silver glow which disappeared occasionally when she blinked. Even though it was difficult to read her eyes, her expression was, as almost always, gentle. Perhaps painfully so, with the soft sculpting of her features and the habitual look of submissiveness, Amara frequently appeared almost apologetic when she spoke.
((Saber's pretty much sleeping so I'll leave him be. I wanted to put this out for Amara because it's been so long since I played her. Sorry if she's too perceptive about Amos, Mirage, but she's just so darn sensitive. I didn't expect her to be, but she just has a way of feeling things.))