Northstar Vale Pas de Pitié

the glint of teeth gleamed between the stranger’s gums. 

this did not bode well for ava. 

still frozen in place, she swallowed. she’d made a risky decision cutting through territory, and now she was caught. having never been in this situation before, she cycled through every situation leading to this moment. trying to figure out what to do next. 

she had no experience to draw on, save that of her ancestry — ancestry which came with a rigid spine. 

it was astara’s proud gaze that peered through that mismatched stare; merrick’s madness that channeled through her frozen thoughts and cut her loose. 

she shifted, spreading her stance to ready for the man. 

go on, her posture communicated. let’s see if you’re bluffing.