Mar 22, 2015
darkness-i-became
devincta
castieleton
amorsuperstes
Becoming lost in thought had become a common habit at times of relaxation. Mind ever sharp and whirling with so many different directions. And yet, the warrior clad in thick armor was ever aware, ever knowing. Rarely had they been caught off guard. And this, was no different. Someone had been watching her, one gauntlet clad hand resting on the side of her leather belt, one claw design hooked inside it. The dragon themed helmet hanging off the back of the golden covered armor. Slowly, the brunette turned, sharp hazel eyes gazing back towards their guest.
“It’s quite rude to stare.”
