Beleth walked up to the door at the Green Dragon, with a careful step, as if she might trip at any moment. Surveying the wood of the door as if it might come alive and try to harm her, and letting her small, plump hand rest a minute on the handle, she again very carefully pushed it open.
She stepped in, glancing around the inn at all of the people currently present. She tucked a stray lock of mousy brown hair that had fallen in her face, and her expression changed suddenly. From her cautious, mouselike look of shy fear, her face spread into a wide, glad smile as she looked around. Her gait also changed to a more confident, bouncier stride, making it all of a sudden look as if she'd completed a long, difficult journey to get here and was finally enjoying familiarity again. In truth, she had done nearly the opposite. A small smile was still lingering on her face as she stepped further in, and slid into a seat.
__________________
"No," Ambrosius said. "A dog who is part wolf will fight more heartily against wolves than any other dog."
|
06-20-2003, 08:03 PM
Hybrid Mode
