Half-Breeds are Lycans. But those bitten, not born. They are half the strength, half the size, half the ability. [ A brief explanation, hand shifting in a flick.
Because she realises - she's stalling on the rest of it. That weight shifting back on her heels, hovering in the swallow that works a hard muscle in her jaw. Fixing inside her teeth like she doesn't want to relinquish something so private. There is an answer there for her, but it isn't easy. It isn't easy to place Sir Bors. Immortal and tired. They are too deep in now, too deep to old things, old memories for it to not play on her - loss and uncomfortableness at being so. The man with his gray eyes.
Gray, Gray you fool. ] A knight came to my court. That is as much as I could tell you about how, when and why he arrived, just before my husband... One of the first, from the time of Arthur. His name was Sir Bors de Ganis. He too died and passed it onto me.
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Date: 2019-02-08 01:53 pm (UTC)Because she realises - she's stalling on the rest of it. That weight shifting back on her heels, hovering in the swallow that works a hard muscle in her jaw. Fixing inside her teeth like she doesn't want to relinquish something so private. There is an answer there for her, but it isn't easy. It isn't easy to place Sir Bors. Immortal and tired. They are too deep in now, too deep to old things, old memories for it to not play on her - loss and uncomfortableness at being so. The man with his gray eyes.
Gray, Gray you fool. ] A knight came to my court. That is as much as I could tell you about how, when and why he arrived, just before my husband... One of the first, from the time of Arthur. His name was Sir Bors de Ganis. He too died and passed it onto me.