08-29-2011, 05:24 PM
Itzal walked in to Axelle's den. Knowing it was hers by the scent he had picked up while going by outside. He looked around, and first noticed that there was big fluffy ball on a floor that was laying on the ground. Then he noticed Axelle sitting on a stone chair with her head down. He smirked at her. "Is that your dinner? Seems like a small meal if you ask me." He walked over and sat on her bed of furs, looking at the tiny claw marks, and looking at the bundle curled up on the floor. "So where did you find it? And where is its mother?" He looked at her with an eyebrow raised. And then something occured to him. "Can you speak the language to talk to them?"
He remembered Axelle and was pretty sure she remembered him. Last time they had meant, it was at the weapons shop, when she said she wanted a certain reaction from him. He wasn't sure if their last meeting was their best, since she pushed him by shooting a crossbow bolt by his head. But now they were on her turf, in her den. It would be interesting to see how this played out. And who knows, He thought maybe we will end up eating that ball of fur together. He laughed mentally at the thought.
He remembered Axelle and was pretty sure she remembered him. Last time they had meant, it was at the weapons shop, when she said she wanted a certain reaction from him. He wasn't sure if their last meeting was their best, since she pushed him by shooting a crossbow bolt by his head. But now they were on her turf, in her den. It would be interesting to see how this played out. And who knows, He thought maybe we will end up eating that ball of fur together. He laughed mentally at the thought.