11-28-2011, 06:17 PM
Movement flashed out of the corner of her eye. Not even waiting to find out what it was Amy threw a knife towards it. Her world of silent metal had almost been interrupted by this presence, her whirling movements slowing down. Amy continued without pause for a few moments more before the sight actually sunk into her mind. Something had moved nearby, too large for a bird or other ilk. Amy halted her dance of death, sniffing the air. It was a wolf, one she didn't know. Angry at the interruption Amy marched over to the tree she'd been using as a target, wrenching the throwing knives out.
She whirled towards the source, an aura of blood surrounding her. One could almost see her walking through bodies of those she had slain, not a single shred of mercy in her eyes. Levelly she met the wolf's eyes, noting the owl on her shoulder. There is a good reason for this interruption I expect. If there wasn't the stranger would be gutted right then and there. The owl was tamed somehow, and would be sold for a price. None of these thoughts struck her as particularly cold. They were just matter of fact, the way that her world worked. She was a princess, and expected to be treated with the respect accorded to such.
She whirled towards the source, an aura of blood surrounding her. One could almost see her walking through bodies of those she had slain, not a single shred of mercy in her eyes. Levelly she met the wolf's eyes, noting the owl on her shoulder. There is a good reason for this interruption I expect. If there wasn't the stranger would be gutted right then and there. The owl was tamed somehow, and would be sold for a price. None of these thoughts struck her as particularly cold. They were just matter of fact, the way that her world worked. She was a princess, and expected to be treated with the respect accorded to such.