09-18-2012, 11:26 AM
The spirit turned, staring at Pride. Lifting her head she stared back, white eyes meeting his gaze unblinkingly. She wasn't going to turn away from him. His eyes were a sharp red, looking as if blood had been drawn from them. The coyote spirit turned around completely, Pride's nose twitching at the lack of scent. There was no way for her to truly define this spirit, only her sight taking it in. The coyote spirit stepped closer, strength in his stance. It was interesting to watch, wondering if the spirit was a threat or not. Could spirits be threats?
The voice that came out seemed to ring inside her head, as well as in her ears. The words were sharp, a bit painful to listen to. Pride didn't flinch, just absorbing what was asked with some curiosity. The spirit had a connection to her mother? Perhaps she should ask Mama about that. I am Pride Tormenta. Aeron is in the caves. She is the leader of this pack. Keeping the fact that they were related hidden Pride waited to see what the spirit would do. It was a bit odd, saying Mama's name like that, but she could possibly get more information about this spirit if he didn't think there was a reason to hide it from her. Why do you look for her?
The voice that came out seemed to ring inside her head, as well as in her ears. The words were sharp, a bit painful to listen to. Pride didn't flinch, just absorbing what was asked with some curiosity. The spirit had a connection to her mother? Perhaps she should ask Mama about that. I am Pride Tormenta. Aeron is in the caves. She is the leader of this pack. Keeping the fact that they were related hidden Pride waited to see what the spirit would do. It was a bit odd, saying Mama's name like that, but she could possibly get more information about this spirit if he didn't think there was a reason to hide it from her. Why do you look for her?