#silvertiefling

she considers the options seriously for a moment, her features overtaken with a considering expression. eyebrows raised, rosy lips pouting slightly before she concludes, out loud and painfully earnest,　“well, people say it feels good when they are manhandled so there is that.”

@silvertiefling spoke: "We're not actually the best spies, are we?"

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" No, we're not, " the drow agreed with a heavy sigh. The plan had been for everyone to branch off into small groups and survey as much of Moonrise Towers as possible. Gather information, look for clues as to how to defeat the unkillable Ketheric Thorm...and somehow, Faenethra and Katya were paired together. The only worse combination would have been Lae'zel and Shadowheart...

It was hard to focus on undercover work when the two of them were bickering all the time. Katya just wanted to attack the enemies around them. Faenethra obviously didn't. What's the point of surveying the area if they get caught immediately..?? So Faenethra had to keep her werewolf companion on a tight leash just to make sure they got out of this alive.

" I got bored at camp and drew a picture of you from memory. "

“I don’t recall being quite so. . .spherical. But I suppose I should be flattered, my darling pup. It takes talent to strip away my grandeur, and replace it with this.”

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃   𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒    //    spicy   asks   .

       She  scoffed  in  mild  frustration.         It  was  anger,  even.  For  her  dear  sister  who  could  not  hold  her  blasted  mouth. 

       ❝  Not  in  the  common  sense.  ❞       She  defended.        ❝  Refrain  from  looking  at  me  as  if  I  was  an  alien.  I  am  not  eating  god-forsaken  spiders.  I'm  not  eating  anything.  ❞

i just make a thumbnail bc not everyone wants chest spam.

The violent saying went, 'Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back.' Somehow, only the first bit appeared to truly apply to the elf when it came to interest Katya's affairs piqued in his mind.

In other words, her explanation did little to help him understand the appeal.

" I see... " he rumbled, brows furrowed and his gaze hazy. For the briefest, most fleeting moment, he felt the weight of metal looped around his own neck. Heard the clank of chains, the fierce jerks on leash or collar for control...