08-07-2012, 03:03 AM
Eris, for her part, had never known a half-sibling. She knew her father only in word and deed, and brilliant green eyes in the murky depths of the half-dreams brought on by her substances. As her eyes lazily swept over the flat marshland, a clump of grass stuck out in her vision, drawing her eyes back. The dark woman stared at it for a moment, uncertain, and pulled her mount to a stop. She regarded the skinny form, roving over the scars and the apparent lack of an eye. Her lip began to curl in disdain, but he looked about how she'd felt the last few weeks.
She urged Horse forward a step or two. The hybrid remembered herself in the same instant, and looked at the creature with a cool gaze. They had taken her crown, but they'd left her as the Crone. She still had some power, and a duty to protect Salsola, as well. Why do you lurk so near unfriendly places, dog? she asked. He did not look to be a dog, but she did not intend it strictly in the sense of his species. He looked to be a dog, slinking in the mud with all his scars.
She urged Horse forward a step or two. The hybrid remembered herself in the same instant, and looked at the creature with a cool gaze. They had taken her crown, but they'd left her as the Crone. She still had some power, and a duty to protect Salsola, as well. Why do you lurk so near unfriendly places, dog? she asked. He did not look to be a dog, but she did not intend it strictly in the sense of his species. He looked to be a dog, slinking in the mud with all his scars.