Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20171019015607

(Scorn/Imperia) "...Jerk?" Tirush's expression doesn't change, even if the unfamiliar word lingers. But she makes note of its context, and moves on.

"I was unsure of how you would understand my description," she gives a smirk, stretching out and pulling a chair closer. "Kizgülz means many things. Cold, hard, sharp.  He is all these things.  And if your words are true, then he is not interested in having you as a mate.  This can be frustrating."

She turns the chair around and, with a sigh of relaxation, settles into it, her wing arms tucked in front of her for minimal interference around her. She is so tall she almost squats on it.

"You are a good woman, and deserve a good mate," she says. "But your Kizgülz will not listen. You need to make your own life.  What will you do if you find your love, and he discovers that your Kizgülz is what he is?  Who will come first?"

She smiles and nods to Partha. "She is saying you are good. She wants you to pet her." Partha gazes up at Imperia with her big blue eyes, then lowers her head and butts her, gently squishing her arm affectionately.

"A trick she learned from her sister," Tirush mumbles, smiling.