Noctisardor Bypass i don't stand out all night in empty fields

There was something about his energy that made her fearful. Something about him, the way he looked at her initially, that made her feel like prey. However, when she spoke he seemed to deflate, as though he realised that she was no threat. I miss your fire, dearest, he repeated between her own ears, but it was probably for the best that you did it. You are so... disarming. Laurel licked her lips thoughtfully while she tried to push out Iliksis and she decided to focus on the present instead.

For now she felt a little safer, and Laurel glanced at him as he asked if she knew many warriors. As a matter of fact, Laurel knew many who were sort of warriors, in her eyes; Xan, whose defenses she had melted so easily. Mahler, who had once been a great warrior it seemed, but now he was getting older and wanted different things from his life.

Iliksis... Was I a warrior? You didn't even stop to ask, did you now, dearest? So rude and thoughtless. Laurel licked her lips again, her eyes nervously flitting from her paws to the man's scarred face. He was handsome in his own brutish way; a realisation that Laurel hated through her fear for him. I have met a few. Maybe one of them will show up. Laurel looked over her shoulder, as if someone might right that instant, but nobody did. She glanced back to him and introduced softly, with a trembling edge to her words: I'm Laurel.