11-25-2011, 09:56 PM
Amy stared at the skulls, a faint look of distaste on it. She had nothing against one enjoying their hobbies. Some were best kept in the dark however. Take her for example. Giving into the blood lust and tearing someone apart was something she dearly loved. Amy didn't go around displaying this though. She kept it secret and made sure to act with utmost civility in the company of others. The one who made this border of skulls clearly had no sense of civility whatsoever. Internally Amy sighed. A job was a job though, and if she could gain something through associating with them she would.
She noticed that many of the skulls were wolves. This really wouldn't do. As she was a dog, Amy wasn't particularly worried about what would happen to her. The slave, on the other hand, was a concern. She had wolf blood. Amy had risked a lot to take the slave all the way here, and she wasn't about to lose it to a bunch of mad canines that liked decorating the borders with skulls. Sensibly Amy came round to the back, intent on taking Alexandrea and putting her away out of sight.
She noticed that many of the skulls were wolves. This really wouldn't do. As she was a dog, Amy wasn't particularly worried about what would happen to her. The slave, on the other hand, was a concern. She had wolf blood. Amy had risked a lot to take the slave all the way here, and she wasn't about to lose it to a bunch of mad canines that liked decorating the borders with skulls. Sensibly Amy came round to the back, intent on taking Alexandrea and putting her away out of sight.