10-07-2010, 12:56 AM
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Ruby eyes watched the ebony woman, and the young girl was aware of how insignificant her existence was to the woman. Larkspur was her focus; the blue eyes of Reverent were on him and not her mostly grown body. Larkspur spoke first, as the woman's word seemed directed more to him than to the pair of hunters, but Nayru took it in stride. Forgetting the blood stains splattered on her snow colored patches Nayru found her voice, her soft angelic tones revealing none of the annoyance she felt just then. “Always a pleasure Reverent.” It was clear then that Nayru remembered the woman, whether the child had stuck in other's mind or not. A slight flicker of her ear moved at the mention of coyotes, and Nayru turned her attention back to Larkspur. “Do you feel they are still a threat? Inferni… I mean... it's been quite around here. ” Her almost whisper dropped even lower so that it was barely audible. Bris had spoken about Inferni, but Nayru had been young then and her world view had changed much. Darkness did exist and count triumph at times but she couldn’t forget how kind Razekiel had been. Surely there was still good in everyone and everything, most of Dahlia. |