11-22-2022, 01:07 PM
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[sup]© tikki[/sup]WE ARE MADE OF BROKEN PARTS!
The rumor seemed to have done it's job. Kold was tired of it, of the childish words and giggles that still sounded whenever she approached a group. That, paired with the family issues that had risen with Icarus' outbursts, she really needed a break. And she had noticed Olalla slinking off to some place and, in a brilliant moment of wisdom, decided to follow. Anyone could tell that the Ardent wasn't doing good. Someone had to check up on him.
She lagged behind to catch a couple of fat rodents from the forest floor, and to try and dissuade any thought that she was following Olalla. With the bodies in her jaws, she started to trot. As his scent became stronger, and ever so slightly unbearable, she slowed to a gentle walk, ears flicking and eyes downcast. The rustling of leaves above made her look up. Oh. A parrot. Quaint.
She was hesitant to step in the open, to show herself. But perhaps her scent had already given her away, or the fact that lizards and bugs scuttled away from where she was standing in cover. But eventually she nosed her way into view, gaze traveling up toward his face and becoming that of mild shock at his appearance. He looked... horrible.
Gently dropping the rats before her feet, she blinked. "You look terrible. I mean, you always do, but.. today you look downright horrid." She spoke flatly, then took the bigger of the rats and tossed it toward him.
She lagged behind to catch a couple of fat rodents from the forest floor, and to try and dissuade any thought that she was following Olalla. With the bodies in her jaws, she started to trot. As his scent became stronger, and ever so slightly unbearable, she slowed to a gentle walk, ears flicking and eyes downcast. The rustling of leaves above made her look up. Oh. A parrot. Quaint.
She was hesitant to step in the open, to show herself. But perhaps her scent had already given her away, or the fact that lizards and bugs scuttled away from where she was standing in cover. But eventually she nosed her way into view, gaze traveling up toward his face and becoming that of mild shock at his appearance. He looked... horrible.
Gently dropping the rats before her feet, she blinked. "You look terrible. I mean, you always do, but.. today you look downright horrid." She spoke flatly, then took the bigger of the rats and tossed it toward him.
Kold Darcia Di Angelo - Pitt - Marauder