06-13-2008, 01:16 AM
She had given up going exploring again after the disaster of exploring the human city here. Shaking her head she sat crosslegged on the large stone slab outside of the vineyards. She'd decided that she really liked the building and the secrets it held in it's musty deeps. The girl with the soft irish drawl was bent over a book of poetry and art as she was enjoying the wine she'd snatched from the basement. Humming to herself as she put the book down and raised her eyes to gaze at the clouds rolling in. The scent on the air and the thunder soft in the distance was the obvious sign that the storm was moving in but the bronze beauty didn't have a care in the world. A little rain never hurt anyone, atleast the rain didn't.
Throwing her arms behind her as she sat enjoying the last of the sun's rays before the storm devoured the flame flickering orb above. Shaking her bangs out of her eyes she flicked her ears back as she felt the wind begin to whip across her pelt. Smiling to herself she ran her tongue across her teeth after another sip of the wine. She could be classy when she wanted, but the snobby upperclass games weren't as fun as the ones she enjoyed playing with the boys. The girls, now that was another story, though she hadn't felt the need or want to travel down that path.. yet.
Chuckling as she flicked her tongue out again, rasping across her nose she drew the bottle up to watch the crimson liquid within tilt back and forth with the slightest move of a wrist. Gracefully dropping the bottle back to the slab she cocked her head to the side and watched the leaves begin to turn up as the winds whipped across the vineyard. The rumbling threat of the approaching was telling her to find shelter but the fiery spirited youth wanted nothing to do with orders.. atleast not yet.
Throwing her arms behind her as she sat enjoying the last of the sun's rays before the storm devoured the flame flickering orb above. Shaking her bangs out of her eyes she flicked her ears back as she felt the wind begin to whip across her pelt. Smiling to herself she ran her tongue across her teeth after another sip of the wine. She could be classy when she wanted, but the snobby upperclass games weren't as fun as the ones she enjoyed playing with the boys. The girls, now that was another story, though she hadn't felt the need or want to travel down that path.. yet.
Chuckling as she flicked her tongue out again, rasping across her nose she drew the bottle up to watch the crimson liquid within tilt back and forth with the slightest move of a wrist. Gracefully dropping the bottle back to the slab she cocked her head to the side and watched the leaves begin to turn up as the winds whipped across the vineyard. The rumbling threat of the approaching was telling her to find shelter but the fiery spirited youth wanted nothing to do with orders.. atleast not yet.