05-05-2020, 12:30 AM
[glow=white,1,400]OPEN YOUR EYES UP , STEP IN THE RING ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, THE TYPHOON, 4 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
If The Typhoon had an Ambassador program, Aphra certainly wasn't aware of it. If she had, though, she would probably jump at the chance to go elsewhere; after all, how else was she supposed to get her beautiful face known? That being said, Aphra was a little confused as to why the scent of Tanglewood was around and when she turned to her side, she was met with a panther with striking green eyes. A little shocked from the sudden appearance, Aphra blinked and stepped back a bit, but quickly relaxed upon realizing he meant her no harm.
What she didn't appreciate, however, was his question regarding her scars. "What a charmer." Aphra commented with a huff, rolling her eyes. He held an air of power to him, which she found interesting. "How i got them is of no importance to you." It was a rather sensitive subject, mostly because she viewed them as destroying her beauty. She hated them. Taking a seat at the bar, she waved her paw to signal the bartender. She ordered her favorite; something the bartender already knew at this point (or she assumed, anyway). The cinnamon taste was appealing to her, what could she say?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
What she didn't appreciate, however, was his question regarding her scars. "What a charmer." Aphra commented with a huff, rolling her eyes. He held an air of power to him, which she found interesting. "How i got them is of no importance to you." It was a rather sensitive subject, mostly because she viewed them as destroying her beauty. She hated them. Taking a seat at the bar, she waved her paw to signal the bartender. She ordered her favorite; something the bartender already knew at this point (or she assumed, anyway). The cinnamon taste was appealing to her, what could she say?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]