[She uses those wings so easily and it makes the hairs of the back of his neck stand on edge. It was graceful but... unnerving. Everyone here seemed to accept magic like it was nothing. Where was the caution, the subtle fear?
Fenris isn't sure if he's actually waiting for her or just stubbornly loitering in the damn foyer of the giant tree like one of the nobles back at the viscount's in Kirkwall - but he looks up again when 'Anna' comes back. He was about to shift himself into a defensive stance once more when he notices the woman arrives with a bundle of things.]
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Fenris isn't sure if he's actually waiting for her or just stubbornly loitering in the damn foyer of the giant tree like one of the nobles back at the viscount's in Kirkwall - but he looks up again when 'Anna' comes back. He was about to shift himself into a defensive stance once more when he notices the woman arrives with a bundle of things.]
...more than a blanket, I see.