She Swore Her Name Was Elise
Posted: 13 Apr 2012, 01:22
It was far past too dark to be taking names and numbers, Royo was crowded in and with the old whispered prayers on her breath, she made berth to Sanctuary. The black cat in the satchel around her neck screamed "left" ' Rarrwer'. Royo struck blindly in the dark. No blood met her sword. Right the cat rooor'red... Her shoulders sagged in a fit of weary as she followed lead with a swipe that met flesh and toppled...something.
Eventually she made way to a body of water and lay at the edge drinking like a gazelle, knowing full damn well a croc was sizing. Ronin stood and let the cat out of the satchel to drink and discern a hunt of its own. Upon daylight, Ronin enticed a fire and charred the beast to crispy. She didn't want to know what it tasted like rare.
Eventually she made way to a body of water and lay at the edge drinking like a gazelle, knowing full damn well a croc was sizing. Ronin stood and let the cat out of the satchel to drink and discern a hunt of its own. Upon daylight, Ronin enticed a fire and charred the beast to crispy. She didn't want to know what it tasted like rare.