Neverwinter Forest She danced on my grave and now i'm cold inside

He spoke flatly and factually about his own eyes. She wondered if he had heard his eyes being called beautiful so often that he was numb to the fact, or if he just didn't care. In her home land, the three other packs were jealous of the Raptor eyes, but Hawkeye never felt like they were anything special. Maybe the male knew this.

Hawkeye became curious as he spoke more. He did not seem a wolf that was of many words, or wanted to speak words in the first place. The dark girl leered for a moment. She was unsure how to gauge him, not only because of the short sentences, but also due to his actions being unclear to her.

So, since the green eyes could not detect, she decided to use words to try and help herself out. "Sitri," she stated, not exactly sure where she was going. "Where are you headed?" Hawkeye mentally smacked herself. What the fuck was that? So much for trying to be clever. Moron.