Qeya River black swift

he should've expected her to be a bit of a bitch, but he hadn't anticipated it at all. immediately veksar was equally unimpressed, and he made no effort to hide it. his brows furrowed.

you're gjalla, yeah? it came out more like a yap than a question, edged by a serrated blade of annoyance. my brother's new warm body. i wanted to see what all the hype was about.

veksar invited himself further into her space, but only by an inch — he sat down adjacent to her, tail neatly curled over his feet. tell me, what'd you do to get him to like you? you're kind of rude.