Duskfire Glacier Sittin' quiet and still

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[size=small]It was useless to deny that the boy's looks didn't spike an interest in Maera as well. While it was a far different type of interest that she held in her eyes she ,too, could not help but stare at the painfully reminiscent shades of platinum that coated his body in a way that resembled not only her long lost sister, but her absent father.
With the small whiskers on her nose twitching with amusement the Sveiajrn watched the boy reel away from her as she turned.

While she had not meant to react in such way his abrupt call had not left much choice. Even if she in fact, did not hold the obligation to talk to him she was not about to let the oddly not-so-annoying-male go by (nearer to her secret den!) without asking a couple of questions first.

As the remaining princess of the Glacier and a totally non-child, she felt the need to question the stranger. While Malachi might hold rule over the Glacier according to pack's standards and traditions, it was her blood which had founded the pack. And it would forever be so.
"Right", she answered after dangling the feather dramatically between her teeth before continuing, "Well, I'm Maera and this is kinda my Palace."
There.
Now that was a good introduction.
Now he couldn't get it wrong.

A few seconds after the proud declaration had left her mouth the fiery adolescent raised her tail -- half meaning to impose a bit of dominace over him (something she was mirrowing from othe adults) and half wanting to give the guy a princess-like wave of her tail to hint that for now, he was being a good shining knight.

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