Lavinia MAKE IT LOOK PRETTY, BUT TRAIN IT TO KILL
Lavinia was spending her day wandering through the city, she had no jobs per say to take care of so she was meandering about. She carried with her in a satchel of sorts..her most precious knives. She used them when she performed in the streets when she danced and..when she had secret jobs to handle. She smiled a bit as she listened to the music playing all around her, every now and then joining some of the dancers on the streets. Her hooves light and quick she almost looked like she was gliding. She was all twirling red and gold as she moved among the dancers, laughing lightly. She was completely oblivious to any wrong doings until all of a sudden she felt light around her neck. Looking down she was shocked to notice that her satchel was gone and then..she was angry. Her golden gaze seemed to darken as she looked around for the culprit, finding him running frantically away. "Thief!!" She cried out and started after the poor fool that decided to steal from a crow. Lavinia was too angry to notice that someone had already begun a pursuit as well. Her pace quickens as she tries to catch up to the two, the culprit and none other than the champion of battle, Aislinn. She slowed her running as she saw the diving form of Aislinn land down ahead of the thief rather than being just behind him moments ago. Lavinia managed to slow herself to a halt before she also slammed into the thief and Aislinn, her sharp gaze glaring at the thief. Breathing hard as her legs shook slightly from such a hard run, "Give..what is mine back and just maybe. Maybe..I won't kill you." @ "this here is your speech colour! |