Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20171017145822

(Scorn) "...Mutt?" Tirush's smile fades somewhat as she pauses to consider the unfamiliar nickname.

"...Yes. You mean Iejir.  The one called the Destroyer.  But perhaps it is good that I do not know you."

She steps down from the peak of the rock to a lower ledge, where she perches like a Gargoyle. "The others, the grown ones in the room. Their sweat is stained with fear when they see you, their eyes look elsewhere.  My husband's eyes do not look away, but they are filled with unspoken words.  Should I ask him what these words are?"

Her face remains neutral, her pupils dilated slightly. The tip of her coiled tail flips.