[The short hrothgar and the giantess of viera, an odd pair they made for certain, but she would not suffer to see him stumble after he'd come so far. True, he might sit on a bed of little lies that had eventually built for him a throne, but the others were in desperate need of something to believe in, and after so long she had grown so very tired of being forced to bury companions long before their fleeting lives had been lived to their fullest. That and he was very cute and charming when he wasn't shaking in his boots.
So it was a small mercy for their companions that she let the charade continue, taking care to mask what little inconsistencies would give him away. Mayhaps one day she would reveal things. When he was ready. When the time was right. Certainly not now when they were struggling to stay one step ahead of the Eulmoran forces that very much wanted all of them blotted off the face of the earth.
Instead she smiles, a sly smile with no small amount of smugness wrapped in secrets as she flicked a thick lock of hair over her shoulder with a toss of her head.]
Flatterer.
[The purr returns with her chuckle, deep and rich and husky before she bent, her smirk growing wider as she buffed her nose against his. If only to distract him from his own anxiety. That and the fur on his muzzle was delightfully soft. With another laugh she skips away, a bright flash of beads and feathers as she spins. bounding as her chakram seem to float like dazzling petals on the wind as she twirled them on her fingertips.]
Come, then!
[With a throaty cry she darts forward, louder than she ever is outside of battle in a bid to distract the beast from Sigr. After all, if she's loud and flashy, no one ever has a chance to notice the sudden shifts in the air as he builds his magick.]
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So it was a small mercy for their companions that she let the charade continue, taking care to mask what little inconsistencies would give him away. Mayhaps one day she would reveal things. When he was ready. When the time was right. Certainly not now when they were struggling to stay one step ahead of the Eulmoran forces that very much wanted all of them blotted off the face of the earth.
Instead she smiles, a sly smile with no small amount of smugness wrapped in secrets as she flicked a thick lock of hair over her shoulder with a toss of her head.]
Flatterer.
[The purr returns with her chuckle, deep and rich and husky before she bent, her smirk growing wider as she buffed her nose against his. If only to distract him from his own anxiety. That and the fur on his muzzle was delightfully soft. With another laugh she skips away, a bright flash of beads and feathers as she spins. bounding as her chakram seem to float like dazzling petals on the wind as she twirled them on her fingertips.]
Come, then!
[With a throaty cry she darts forward, louder than she ever is outside of battle in a bid to distract the beast from Sigr. After all, if she's loud and flashy, no one ever has a chance to notice the sudden shifts in the air as he builds his magick.]