
Posted by Mykota on November 29, 2006, 1:16 am, in reply to "~nosferatu~" Mykota paused a moment, continuing to look over Lestat. As she thought over the course of a few seconds, she wondered what he had to do with Tazendre. The aqua was younger at the time of the war, but she remembered it as clear as she remembered Tazendre, even though he never knew her, only her mistress who had offered her aid to the war. "Tell me, messenger, how are you affiliated with the Thorn? He has been scarce upon the mountain to my knowledge... Then again, even what is scarce can return..."
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The aqua spirit nodded ever so slightly before settling her transparent form upon the ground. She mirrored his smile, in a sense. Her smile still held the look of the want to bite into something fleshy, and her eyes still held the thirst for blood and battle that could be no more in her death. Mykota found Lestat to be an interesting sort of canine, for what she saw when she met eyes with him it made her give what appeared to be a light-hearted laugh, "When it comes to this pack, she's never gone too long, even when the lands are desolate."
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