His bright eyes reminded her of the crazed half-sibling running around fucking up the world. She had yet to take Haku Soul’s life, unfortunately, and her slim muzzle wrinkled for a sparse moment before smoothing out into nothing. For now her ruby orbs took in the young boy’s face. There was no doubt this was a bastard child, but Halo did not judge him too heavily for that muddled blood. Already he towered over her, but that was not something new. Her optime was the perfect size, hiding the hideous wolf inside her very well. If one had not seen her four legged frame it was next to impossible to guess the high percentage of wolfen blood. Thick lashes fluttered patiently as audits took in the annoying stuttering.
It had been a while since last time, but his big, blue eyes were already hazy with awe. The copper coated girl took it as a compliment and let the corners of her lip tug gently upwards; the laughter long gone by now. She watched him gather testosterone and could only allow her smile to widen; though her cruel instincts only wanted to frown at the hybrid boy and how easily he fell into trance. Her face remained free of the conflict within. Yes, orbs were clear and warm; whispering about sunsets yet to come. She nodded at his improving speech and felt her creamy chest fill up with anticipation for this encounter.
Today she was older; her form had matured and granted her the forms she had lacked before. She wanted this; wanted him to tell her that she was beautiful. Silas had never said those words, but there was something there, wasn’t it? She could feel her heart flutter at the thought, for she seemed unable to determine anything concrete about the Russian boy living on the second floor. Insecurity was all she knew when he was near. ”Ah,” her soft melody sounded, accompanying her as she drew closer to the other with added elegance to her swaying form. ”but there’s a price to pay,” she added shortly after, pouring charm into her lovely curved lips.
A few feet away now and her form hesitated, though her body leaned closer; ached for the distance to fade. ”What’s your name, trespasser?” Her ruby eyes sought out that sky blue gaze, regretted that they did not carry the lovely hue of ice. That disappointment remained hidden, buried beyond her features. The young boy would only experience her warmth for now.