by Trini Thompson » Sat Jul 27, 2013 3:28 pm
"Nailah, you're going to make me lose my concentration..."
"Persephone, how do you feel?"
"Take care how thy address me, Lady Bloodwynd, for thou have awoken me from my slumber. 'Tis a poor substitute for my home. 'Tis cold --far too cold."
"Of course, my apologies...is it Hecate I'm speaking to now?"
"It is. Be thankful it is only I."
Swear to god, it WASN'T a trick of the light -- the tail actually WAS twitching. And the ears were, slightly, too, as Peresephone...Hecate?...opened her eyes and looked around the clearing.
They weren't the same eyes she had closed. They were vertically slitted.