There was too much going on for Fallon at once. Firstly there was the approach of Azcadellia, the mage and supposed spy- though Fallon had no real opinion on her abilities. Then there was the manifestation of this second ghost and this once wolf disappearing and a girl replacing it. It would be safe to say at this point that she could feel herself falling into the deep end of situations. Her eyes darted at the group, her legs forced into movement as she turned her attention to her backpack that she had placed down nearby. It would be safe in her opinion to escape whilst she still had a chance.
Orvin on the other hand simply gave an angry yap to the Kelvic before she shifted “Human or not! Still is my Alpha!”
He gave a snort, his eyes burning after the girl and his defence still up. Fallon’s fingers still rested on the hilt of the Kukri whilst her other reached out for her bag. She watched the ghost – Kouri as she spoke her name – and clung to the girl who she later named as Akilia. Then there was the pointed assumption at her. Fallon’s eye brow cocked.
“Stolen? Brainwashed?” It was a glare that shot out from her eyes, her voice was that of a purr, “You should not make assumptions. It’s a rather unhealthy habit.”
She slung the strap of her backpack over her shoulder her fingers tightening around it. She took a moment of composure, her eyes looking back at the mage for a moment a cold moment of recollection. Not that she meant it to be cold; it was simply her struggling to stay on top of the situation and not letting herself surrender to a mad panic. She gave a small nod to Azcadellia “It was Orvin, he was doing what he thought best in the situation,” her head snapped and turned to the others “Not that he will anymore. See you around.”
She stroked the head of the pup before taking the lead away and out of the clearing, making her way to the road. She did not feel safe here, the situation was going too fast for her to have any definite know on what was going to happen. And it was the Wildlands. She glanced back at them, with Orvin on her heel. Training her pup would have to wait until another day.
Orvin on the other hand simply gave an angry yap to the Kelvic before she shifted “Human or not! Still is my Alpha!”
He gave a snort, his eyes burning after the girl and his defence still up. Fallon’s fingers still rested on the hilt of the Kukri whilst her other reached out for her bag. She watched the ghost – Kouri as she spoke her name – and clung to the girl who she later named as Akilia. Then there was the pointed assumption at her. Fallon’s eye brow cocked.
“Stolen? Brainwashed?” It was a glare that shot out from her eyes, her voice was that of a purr, “You should not make assumptions. It’s a rather unhealthy habit.”
She slung the strap of her backpack over her shoulder her fingers tightening around it. She took a moment of composure, her eyes looking back at the mage for a moment a cold moment of recollection. Not that she meant it to be cold; it was simply her struggling to stay on top of the situation and not letting herself surrender to a mad panic. She gave a small nod to Azcadellia “It was Orvin, he was doing what he thought best in the situation,” her head snapped and turned to the others “Not that he will anymore. See you around.”
She stroked the head of the pup before taking the lead away and out of the clearing, making her way to the road. She did not feel safe here, the situation was going too fast for her to have any definite know on what was going to happen. And it was the Wildlands. She glanced back at them, with Orvin on her heel. Training her pup would have to wait until another day.
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