by Nyxia » 03/30/2014 6:36 PM
Despite the fact that she hadn't answered her sister, Ylva wasn't ignoring Torva as the other might have thought. Circling the grassy area once she continued to sniff at it before stepping back and shaking her head, "Not the Purine, but it is somewhat familiar." She mostly said to herself than to her sister as she moved back towards the broken down path of foliage and small twigs. "Did you hear of scouting parties in this area, Torva?" The words snapped the other woman's head up, and cause Torva to come closer to her sister as she too tested the air for scent. Neither woman had much of a chance to think on it though, considering the high amount of magic in the area rendered the user's scent all but invalid. Looking over to her older sister Ylva shrugged slightly, indicating that she couldn't tell who the scent belonged to.
Bottles smashed, I raised my hand
How can you all even stand?
And why is there joy in this poison? Oh
Faking smiles and confidence
Driving miles to capture this excitement
I can't take anymore
You're never gonna get it
I'm a hazard to myself
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes
I am in hell
We Don't Have to Dance - Andy Black