July 28, 2016, 12:18 PM
As she wasn't far off from the call, Aria arrived shortly after Deirdre. Her ears were cupped forward and she gave the pale child a gentle nudge to the shoulder before looking to the male-- giving him a quick look down.
He was tall, handsome, and appeared to be built like a warrior-- should could only pray he was. And those eyes, they reminded her of Lasher. But where Lasher's eyes were like a gorgeous turquoise ocean, this males reminded her of a river, bright and clean and the bluest color she'd ever seen in her life. She clears her throat to hold herself together.
"Greetings," she says. "What brings you to my borders?"
He was tall, handsome, and appeared to be built like a warrior-- should could only pray he was. And those eyes, they reminded her of Lasher. But where Lasher's eyes were like a gorgeous turquoise ocean, this males reminded her of a river, bright and clean and the bluest color she'd ever seen in her life. She clears her throat to hold herself together.
"Greetings," she says. "What brings you to my borders?"
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RE: Grace - by Aria - July 28, 2016, 12:18 PM