The Writer
Your Doom
Exile ears perked and then looked at him. "Huh? Your room?" Isn't this mine? "Oh sorry I thought it was mine....I've wasn't paying attention." She said and then looked down her ears pinning back. She got up and then looked down not knowing how to act. She just acted like a slave just to be safe. "..."
Odin laughed. "Well I sense Blood claws in her. So I hope you can." He said and then smiled. "Mind showing me my room so I can get settled in?" He asked.
Odin laughed. "Well I sense Blood claws in her. So I hope you can." He said and then smiled. "Mind showing me my room so I can get settled in?" He asked.