Morrighan,
There is something about this woman that Morrighan doesn't like. Something that rubs her the wrong way and makes her keep narrowing her eyes. Although, it doesn't usually take much for her to feel this way towards others.
This feeling only grows stronger at what the mare says next. While her tone isn't hostile, Morr gets defensive anyways and her fire flares up higher. "I don't know, were they?" she snaps back, nostrils flaring. The woman of shadows claims to be here for nothing more than the sights, but there's always something more to it. Denocte doesn't bring just anyone to its markets- even some of the merchants seem shady. Her mind will always go to Raum and how his followers seemed to be everywhere. Surely there were still some stragglers about.
And a woman without a name? What better spy than that?
"If you were a member of this Court, you would understand," is all she cares to say on the subject. If she is Night Court, she's surely new and very ignorant.
Then she insists she still has no name and they should lower their hackles. Bram side-glances at Morr and she hesitates before giving him a nod. His snarl disappears, but his fur is still on end. Morr is still tense and not completely convinced, but maybe they should hear her out, even if it's just for a moment.
"Fine," she grumbles, letting her fire come back ever so slightly. It continues to burn in between them, but it's not so intense now. Only when she's sure this woman is no threat will she snuff it out.
"Why the restless mind?" Morrighan asks, almost like she's interrogating her, but still has a hint of curiosity. Someone with a lot on their mind is still suspicious. Either way, getting a look into the woman's mind could help determine true intentions.
“Speaking.”
This feeling only grows stronger at what the mare says next. While her tone isn't hostile, Morr gets defensive anyways and her fire flares up higher. "I don't know, were they?" she snaps back, nostrils flaring. The woman of shadows claims to be here for nothing more than the sights, but there's always something more to it. Denocte doesn't bring just anyone to its markets- even some of the merchants seem shady. Her mind will always go to Raum and how his followers seemed to be everywhere. Surely there were still some stragglers about.
And a woman without a name? What better spy than that?
"If you were a member of this Court, you would understand," is all she cares to say on the subject. If she is Night Court, she's surely new and very ignorant.
Then she insists she still has no name and they should lower their hackles. Bram side-glances at Morr and she hesitates before giving him a nod. His snarl disappears, but his fur is still on end. Morr is still tense and not completely convinced, but maybe they should hear her out, even if it's just for a moment.
"Fine," she grumbles, letting her fire come back ever so slightly. It continues to burn in between them, but it's not so intense now. Only when she's sure this woman is no threat will she snuff it out.
"Why the restless mind?" Morrighan asks, almost like she's interrogating her, but still has a hint of curiosity. Someone with a lot on their mind is still suspicious. Either way, getting a look into the woman's mind could help determine true intentions.
a little mayhem never hurt anyone
@Nameless <3
