"Kerai . . ." It sounded foreign, ambiguous; did angels have names like that? The pup padded along beside him, keeping a small distance between herself and the lord whom she still did not know what to call, wishing to be able to dance between either of their legs. So the slave did have a home once . . . and now he did once more. Did Kerai come from the sky? It rhymed after all.
It was a bittersweet event for Gabrielle, to know that dragging this sorry dove's body to Reign of Terror could mean giving herself a small chance at proving her worth to an alpha she was reluctant to care for; and the youngling was under the assumation that the lord would credit her help to begin with. But was dragging one to hell really worth it in the end, even for her survival? Gabrielle swallowed a little roughly and leaned in closer to the dark slave.
"Can I be your first friend?" she whispered to him hopefully, as if to lighten the mood. "I can tell you about the pack some, and I promise I'll only really bite Adrieal since he's a p***y anyway. He always looks like he's scowling, but he's not a bad guy, sorta, but he stutters way too much and it gets annoying, so sometimes I like to try and bite his mouth shut, like a game . . ." And throughout the walk Gabrielle quietly chatted it up, at the back of her mind always wondering why Kerai had given up so easily.
|~| Wraps it up for me~ Once she grows, we could start up another rp with those two and Adrieal if you want. ^^ |~|
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