WHO: Anairë and Connor MacLeod WHAT: Empathy Bond WHEN: Monday morning WHERE: Not far from Vinyamar WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Anairë was a Queen, and as such used to comfortable bedding, silky nightclothes (when she wore them at all), and pampering in a thousand different ways. What she was not used to was waking up in the woods with a stick poking her in the back.
Her eyes shot open, and she looked around her with surprise, anger and disdain. How had she come to be here? She quite certainly remembered falling asleep in her bed last night, after a good deal of rigorous activity. She certainly had never been known to sleepwalk before, and nobody would dare pull such a prank on her. Therefore, it could be only one thing. She had been kidnapped.
She looked around her, noticing beside her a human and raising an eyebrow with disgust. He must have been the one to commit this deed, and she was having none of it. He had even dared to bind her to him, with some type of horrible cord. It was unconscionable! She slapped him, hard, with the back of her hand.