Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]

Latest Announcements

Viewing Single Post From: The Tragic Tale of Tyrius
Member Avatar
A broken sword....
Meanwhile, the hybrid at the bar merely watched as she took a drink from her tankard. From the start, she had definitely been curious about this little girl. After all, she must've caused quite a stir for all those people to come darting like elk.. Though, she hoped whatever It was wasn't 'too' bad. From what she could gather from just listening to her, she didn't really much seem like the trouble-making type.

With her ear giving a light flick, she cut a piece of her meal with her fork and set It gently into her muzzle. While In most cases, she would've normally gone to ask what might've happened...But she was still pretty new to this area, and despite her emotions on the matter; She wasn't too keen on the idea of drawing any attention to herself.
Edited by OneWingedAngel92302, May 14 2014, 08:50 PM.
The Tragic Tale of Tyrius · Rp Thread Archives