Guard A guard notices you and approaches. He is thin but wiry and his yellow eyes seem to see through you. "Stop! You there!" He calls as he approaches you. "Why are you not in the barracks? Who is your suporvisor?" This event affects only WANTED wolves. To try and persuade him and/or engage in a fight with him, please post in #updates. |
![]() She feels the absence of his warmth acutely when he pulls away, but Drusilla stands firm, starting to recover some of her good sense. Her toes curl into the black sands, and she returns his dismissal with a soft smile, her eyes still shining with a fire that he'd lit in her. He vanishes amidst the chaos, and the linguist dips her head and turns, cutting through the crowd and darting back up the hill. She'll return to her room at the inn for the night, but she knows her mind—and her heart—will still be on that beach. As she walks the cobblestone streets, she cannot help but feel as though she won't be leaving Sussex as the same woman who came here. Something had fundamentally changed on that beach, beneath the stars, in his arms. It terrifies her. She wants to see him again, but she doesn't want to want to. Somehow, she knows that she will, no matter the desires of her heart. He may have lit the flame, but she thinks he is the fire—if she gets too close, she'll burn. Drusilla has never wanted to burn before. Now, she does. exeunt drusilla |