Lorca's keen gaze settled on the approaching man, cold and unwelcoming, looking over the scars and dirt that speckled the warrior's hide and seeing imperfection rather than history. He sneered, looking the stranger up and down with unmistakeable judgement as the man spoke, friendly enough - Lorca probably could have done with a friend like Eik, someone stoic and unflappable. Alas, Velorca rarely had friends. "And?" Was his rude response, his voice cold and derogatory as he stared down Eik. He glanced at the sweat streaks upon the mans hide with disgust, lip curling as he readied himself to say something cruel and unnecessary - he was saved the bother by the arrival of Maxence. Their new Sovereign. He thought the word in his head bitterly, glaring through the barked orders he received, a hateful smile upon his soft, pampered lips. He opened his delectable mouth with an arrogant smile, burnt-butter gold eyes flashing with an answer when all of a sudden he felt her enter. Lorca turned his delicate head so quickly he felt his mane follow after, slapping against his soft skin like silk as he watched Avdotya approach. His gaze trailed over her swiftly, lingering on the scars he had actually witnessed the creation of. "Velorca" Was his admission, the only sincere thing he had said all day. " - and I'd appreciate it, Sir" the word was said with a callousness that grated even Lorca's satin skin, "if you went back to fucking that manky old lion on your back and left Solterra to rule herself." He smirked, sharing a glance with Eik as if the other man would applaud his ridiculous display of insubordination. @Avdotya @ |