let our eyes show the
fire in our hearts tonight
fire in our hearts tonight
She bristles, every muscle in her body tensing and preparing for whatever might come next as she confronted the bull-horned man. “My mother,” She snarls, gesturing towards the necklace with her antlers, her lavender eyes sharp as daggers. Her dam would never have just… given up the dragon scale, not when it meant so much to him, not when it was perhaps the only glimmer of faith that he still believed in.
“That’s his necklace -- how did you get it? What did you do to Anzhelo?”
She is aware that they are beginning to attract a few curious stares, that perhaps she is not as incognito as she would like to be, but in the moment she really couldn’t give a shit about it. Her mother’s safety was paramount, and he didn’t deserve to have some lowlife stealing his necklace.
“Hand it over.”
@El Toro what a way to meet your future stepchild
she wasn't looking for a knight,
she was looking for a sword.
she was looking for a sword.
