Neverwinter Forest What the feck

the stone was not forgotten, but astara's attention favored ganondorf. understandably, his guard was still up. she had, after all, appeared out of nowhere.

pleased with the reaction she had garnered from the male, astara primly sat on her haunches before him and stared in the manner of a hungry cat before her food bowl. nothing was said, and no other motion was offered -- though if ganondorf was clever, he might detect the disingenuous spark of devilish amusement behind her indigo gaze.