Snippet #946902

The young woman shook, seeing the wolf nearly upon her, snarling and ready to attack. Velina was relieved when someone opened the door. The noise frightened the wolf and it scurried away. She dropped the silver in her hand and looked at him. She saw someone standing there, but instead of asking what she wanted, he asked her if he should fetch someone named 'Brian.' "Brian?" she asked, confused. She supposed the man he spoke of was the Baron.

"Oh, no thank you. I-I'm lost, and I was wondering if I could stay until sunrise." Her voice was soft and sweet, not like her frantic yells from earlier. Though, she was still a bit confused at who he was talking about. As she spoke, she kept her head down, her hair in her face, hoping he wouldn't notice her red eyes. Whenever someone saw them, they immediately branded her as a witch - who didn't exsist... right? She bit her lip, her fingers toying with her hair a little bit. In the moonlight, she looked beautiful, but if anyone said it to her, she'd simply giggle and say it was a trick of the light.

Velina was hopeful that he'd let her stay, but if he found out that she was... different, like most people thought she was, he'd surely turn her away. The fact that the wind was acting up didn't help her much either. She found out a while ago that her emotions could control the wind. When she was nervous or angry, the wind would blow harder and when she was sad, they would blow clouds in and it would pour rain. She hoped that she'd be able to calm herself before the wind got too hard to deal with. "Please, may I stay?" she asked once more. Third time's the charm... she thought to herself, still keeping her red eyes out of sight.