AND IT PAINS ME JUST TO HEAR YOU SAY IT // Open to all

[Ares]

SCREAMING AT THE ONES WE LOVE
LIKE WE FORGOT WHO WE CAN TRUST!

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The beast recoiled in surprise at Wrathmange's enthusiasm, a silent look of panic on her face. Was she not scared? It seemed to be the case, since the wolf started going off about this 'The One' for quite a while. The mentions of any sort of god made her squirm, and Ares quickly looked away, then looked back. "Ah.." She shook herself and the fires extinguished.

Seeing the other become silence and gesture to Ares made her relax slightly, but she still eyed Wrathmange constantly. "Uh- yes.. I'm Ares." She paced idly, realizing she was very much not good at small talk. "What's your.. uhm.. What's your name?" And she wanted to kick herself in the jaw for being so unsocialble. Come on, she was about three years old now, even being dead didn't mean she shouldn't know how to speak to others.

TANGLEWOOD — LION/SHAPESHIFTER — BIO — ATTACK IN #C16666

#psy.