Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20141016024036/@comment-7497475-20141113073715

Silence.

''Venatorum Arcu. In this child's hands.''

Seething with anger, Galene's stone cold gaze was locked on her bow. Although there was no sign of the fury about to be directed at Nauta, it would have been impossible to miss the tension in the air. The only thing that kept her from bringing this fury down on the girl was the bow she held in her hands.

"You better have a very good explaination as to why you have my bow...."

Finally shifting her gaze to Nauta, she gave her a very genuine death stare. Less of a threat, and more of a promise.