05-06-2015, 07:55 AM
Elyse helped reel in the tin can and placed it in a bag for later disposal, at least she had come prepared. But as the other woman held out the arrow for Sierra to claim again, she noticed the man walking on water. She blinked twice as she absently took the arrow from the wolf kin woman. It would not fly well but it would fly if the magic this man possed became a threat to her self.
He strode up to her with purpose, his bag slid from his shoulder and Sierra heard the snow crush beneath it. Sierra watched it's decent to the ground, to keep her eyes from the man's direct line of sight.
But his words were foreign to her. Power? Americans? She'd met an American twice... A country boy from cheese country, Sierra tried not to think about Calvin, his folly had been Snow's demise. She thought she was past that after their chance encounter in the dream world, but she had been wrong. Maybe she would find the peace to forgive him someday. She knew it wasn't his fault. But that didn't make it any better.
The other American had been a colorful girl buying a hedgehog as a pet. Sierra smiled inside at the memory of the hedgehog she'd purchased for Snow. He'd chased around the room after the critter despite the fact he could have downed it in one gulp the first moment it set foot on the floor.
Sierra slowly raised her eyes to the man, his threats were thinly veiled and he was towering over her like he was some sort of god. Her golden eyes staired into dark eyes with a smile. "This river hold no special meaning. It's the way I choose to return to Moscow."
Sierra turned and pointed at the log. "I sat there to collect myself before..."
Sierra paused and looked the black clad man up and down, emo, goth, whatever the fad was these days. "Before having to deal with the wretched humanity that lies with in cities."
Sierra smiled up at the man. "I have been in the wild not long enough. But I only got here."
More images from the wolves flooded her mind, danger, caution. The prior warnings had not been nearly as strong, but these, the wolves didn't trust this man. Sierra truly smiled. "My friend says you are dangerous, and with a power like walking on water I don't doubt that fact. Why are you here?"
Sierra smirked, "Aside from littering the country side with your waste."
Edited by Sierra, May 6 2015, 07:56 AM.
He strode up to her with purpose, his bag slid from his shoulder and Sierra heard the snow crush beneath it. Sierra watched it's decent to the ground, to keep her eyes from the man's direct line of sight.
But his words were foreign to her. Power? Americans? She'd met an American twice... A country boy from cheese country, Sierra tried not to think about Calvin, his folly had been Snow's demise. She thought she was past that after their chance encounter in the dream world, but she had been wrong. Maybe she would find the peace to forgive him someday. She knew it wasn't his fault. But that didn't make it any better.
The other American had been a colorful girl buying a hedgehog as a pet. Sierra smiled inside at the memory of the hedgehog she'd purchased for Snow. He'd chased around the room after the critter despite the fact he could have downed it in one gulp the first moment it set foot on the floor.
Sierra slowly raised her eyes to the man, his threats were thinly veiled and he was towering over her like he was some sort of god. Her golden eyes staired into dark eyes with a smile. "This river hold no special meaning. It's the way I choose to return to Moscow."
Sierra turned and pointed at the log. "I sat there to collect myself before..."
Sierra paused and looked the black clad man up and down, emo, goth, whatever the fad was these days. "Before having to deal with the wretched humanity that lies with in cities."
Sierra smiled up at the man. "I have been in the wild not long enough. But I only got here."
More images from the wolves flooded her mind, danger, caution. The prior warnings had not been nearly as strong, but these, the wolves didn't trust this man. Sierra truly smiled. "My friend says you are dangerous, and with a power like walking on water I don't doubt that fact. Why are you here?"
Sierra smirked, "Aside from littering the country side with your waste."
Edited by Sierra, May 6 2015, 07:56 AM.