(via blood-countess)

(Source: you-need-satan, via blood-countess)

(via blood-countess)

*mouth still slightly agape, Lydia cannot bring herself to respond right away*

I see.

*gives Amaris a polite, but awkward smile*

So… is this more or less a permanent condition? Forgive me, but you seem awfully…. blasé…. about all this. *furrows brow* Although I suppose living as such…

I would rather be cautious than let my guard down, thank you. Carelessness can be equally dangerous. 

*sighs* What is wrong with this city? *begins pacing, worrying lower lip* Humans and predatory demons, living together, conversing casually, and acting as if this is….. par for the course! But only in certain cases that follow no …. discernible pattern whatsoever! Ally or victim? Friend or foe? And it’s not just the demons that seem confused! 

*turns to Amaris* What do you make of this? Are - are you truly a werewolf if you can - can speak, if you aren’t driven to kill me on site….. if you can choose your form? 

(Source: roguedreamscape)

blood-countess:

leigh mccloskey, grimoire

(Source: cosmicnoisedrifter)

amaristhewolf:

I’ve never *Lydia begins to blink rapidly* - I’ve never seen one. Only in - in manuscripts….. in lithographs. And I certainly wasn’t aware that one could be so….articulate. Or, indeed, civil. 

*continues to eye Amaris warily* You must forgive me for being apprehensive. You understand that werewolves, and, for that matter, mundane wolves, are wont to attack humans…

Yeah, I didn’t know we could be civil either… actually, I don’t really know anything about werewolves. I was just suddenly like this one full moon. I can only assume that it was passed on to me through genetics, but beyond that I know absolutely nothing about what I am.

*she gives a large yawn, her white teeth flashing out for a few seconds* I guess I could understand a little… still I’ve never felt a fear for wolves or other predators. They always seemed like kin to me, even when I was a little girl.

*mouth still slightly agape, Lydia cannot bring herself to respond right away*

I see.

*gives Amaris a polite, but awkward smile*

So… is this more or less a permanent condition? Forgive me, but you seem awfully…. blasé…. about all this. *furrows brow* Although I suppose living as such *gestures at Amaris* would do that.

(Source: roguedreamscape)

roguedreamscape:

amaristhewolf:

You’ve finally gone round the bend, haven’t you, old girl?

No….

*stares at wolf in disbelief and bites lower lip*

Who. Are. You?

You sound like the Hookah-Smoking Caterpillar.

I’m Amaris… like I said.

*idly scratches at her neck with…

I’ve never *Lydia begins to blink rapidly* - I’ve never seen one. Only in - in manuscripts….. in lithographs. And I certainly wasn’t aware that one could be so….articulate. Or, indeed, civil. 

*continues to eye Amaris warily* You must forgive me for being apprehensive. You understand that werewolves, and, for that matter, mundane wolves, are wont to attack humans…

amaristhewolf:

You’ve finally gone round the bend, haven’t you, old girl?

No…. 

*stares at wolf in disbelief and bites lower lip*

Who. Are. You? 

You sound like the Hookah-Smoking Caterpillar. 

I’m Amaris… like I said. 

*idly scratches at her neck with her hind paw*

You know, I don’t really know who you are either.

I - I’m Lydia. Human. Amateur spellcaster.  

Amaris….Latin. ‘Beloved’. I’ve never heard of such a creature. 

(Source: roguedreamscape)

roguedreamscape:

amaristhewolf said:

*cocks her head at the woman’s frightened reaction and simply sits down and wags her tail, tucking her ears back slightly to show that she’s friendly*

*stops in her tracks, cocking her head to the side*

A totem? Or a familiar, perhaps?

…

You’ve finally gone round the bend, haven’t you, old girl?

No…. 

*stares at wolf in disbelief and bites lower lip*

Who. Are. You? 

You sound like the Hookah-Smoking Caterpillar.