Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160722045350/@comment-29458028-20160727144639

Amaryllis slowed her horse down with a frown, as she leapt off and twisted, drawing her sword with one motion. She landed on her feet, as she looked at the wolves with her cold eyes, her stare closer to that of a twisted monster than a human, given her highly unnatural eyes. She didn't even seem affected by the fact that her opponents were not normal wolves.

"Scram, critters. I mean it when I say it."