I WAS WONDERING WHO YOU WERE. c8 -highfive-

I'm glad you did! I've been extremely curious as to who he was! Wasn't exactly sure if he was male or female, but I had a hunch he was male. I could pretty much tell by his behavior. Wesker really fascinates Asbjørn, though still she's a little confused by his mannerisms. Being a little awkward, she's trying to understand him but I think with little luck. ;u; She doesn't trust so easily, but she wants to trust him.

It's also nice to meet you, too!

Oh what the -
SORRY. D: Scare is trying to pick up pelt spells in forest, but for some reason TEF does not want him to pick them up.

Wesker: It has been some time since I have last seen you, Asbjørn. I do not know why it is that you follow me, but I have been aware of your absence. Perhaps we shall meet at the ruins once more. Until then, though, I suggest that you stay far away from that Scarecrow. Farewell.

Wesker: There is no need for apologies, Asbjørn. You have returned and appear to be in good health. However, I cannot help but wonder what it is that you fear. Fear is a sign of weakness... *pauses, raising an eyebrow from behind his mask as his voice takes on a more skeptical, yet consistently stern tone* Very well. I shall listen.

Wesker: *straightens his posture, a bit taken back by the doe's request* ...I did not accuse you of being weak, but if you wish for me to leave, so be it. I do not have time for trivial games, and I cannot feel sorry for what I do not understand.

Wesker can not help but glare from behind his mask, his expression seemingly concealed by the bleached bone. The reaction felt all too familiar, more of a reflex than anything else. "Perhaps I am mistaken, but did you not just ask me to stay away from you?" he questions monotonously, his hooves rooted firmly in the ground beneath him, much like his opinions nowadays. Confident in his questioning, he remains silent until the other's tears begin to interrogate his own judgment. He looks the doe over, a single surprised grunt escaping from deep within his throat. It is not until Asbjørn proceeds to walk away from the situation that Wesker decides to step forward. "...Do not turn your back on me," he nearly commands, quickly placing little distance between the two and confronting her face forward. "You asked me a question, and you shall get an answer. I do not hate you, but your actions are beginning to wear away at my nerves."

Usually Asbjørn will ignore or run away from fawns, but she realized this fawn was only here to give her good company. c: Now I know who you are, too! ;D

I don't think Asbjørn has ever met Amara! o: Though, I'm sure she might like to. They could possibly be friends ... and thank you very much! :3

In response to Wesker:

Asbjørn stiffens, pausing before sharply turning herself around to glare into the deep holes of Weskers eyes, hidden behind his mask. Her tears long gone and replaced with anger. "I've misunderstood you, Wesker. I've mistaken your actions for something other than irritation." She lowers her eyes to his throat, wanting to bite, but ignores the aggressive feeling burning in her chest. "I've finally realized I will not be getting the answer I so desperately want from you now. I doubt I'll ever." She keeps her chin held high, refusing to appear vulnerable before Wesker again ... it's something she can't afford. She waits for a response.

Horribly belated track.

Thank you, dear!

You mean Björk? I don't know why the music player cut that part of her name out. A lot of her music can easily be found anywhere (Youtube, too!) But of course I could send you some of her music! May I have your e-mail then, please? :3

she is so beautiful. ;;

Kaoori finds her fascinating too- not in THAT way- just a hi I really need to get to know you way. If that even makes sense. It's 1 am and I don't even know why I'm awake. x_x

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I'm a little wolf inside a girl.

Lightbringer-apprentice to Yorres

She displays a lot of my human ways. (:
I'm very sophisticated when meeting new people and often come across as cold. (:
People don't know how to act around me really.
I have personally taken a huge liking to your deer. <3

Wesker approached the exhausted butterfly-pelted doe with some mixture of caution and confidence in the monotonicity of his expression. His most recent wounds had healed, leaving his stride seamless and silent against the unforgiving morning air. "Did I not warn you of your curiosity?" he questioned, his head tilted at such an angle as to best observe what had become of the witch-work succubus. "I can only wonder what you got yourself into this time." The skeleton-pelted stag circled the creature, his eyes relentless in their observation. He rarely sought out the company of others, but he rather enjoyed this game for whatever it had become. A single scoff escaped from deep within his throat as he sat himself down next to Asbjørn. "No matter, I suppose. You will realize your mistake by dawn."

Wesker could only raise an eyebrow upon hearing the other's voice. "So you asked to be reduced to a whisper? That seems like a rather silly request for someone so desperately seeking his approval," the stag paused, a sudden flicker in his eyes as he adjusted his posture. "The consequences are hardly worth it, if you ask me. Once someone has crawled about in your skin, it is rather difficult to wear it as is again," Wesker nearly smirked, his tongue resting against the back of his teeth. However, he remained alert, ears relaxed yet awaiting any possible threat to himself or the doe alongside him.

Can I ask why though? Was it only because Jettem was sitting with Bylah? Or another reason?

Oh well then... I can't really stop her then can I? Might make for some drama in our all-too-peaceful forest. What fun!!!

Not at all, I'm really looking forward to having them meet up again for some action. Jettem has been doing nothing really. Which means I get bored playing her easily. But if she has a constant fear of someone...say a certain doe.....
Well, we'll just have to see what happens won't we hmm?

Asbjørn is a female?...

♥♥♥



_ASSBEAR

I saw you last night.

(I love it, too! It's from the Nier OST, which is a game my boyfriend has been playing quite a bit. You can Youtube search the songs by typing in Nier Gestalt & Replicant OST! There are more amazings songs just like this one. Trust me.)

Asbjørn stiffened and stared at Kaoori, unsure of how to react. She was hardly ever approached by does and when she was, she would casually scare them off. She felt comfortable being intimidating, but when it came to being friendly, she was at a loss. However, Kaoori was a different story. Asbjørn always liked Kaoori; as she had never gotten in her way. You could say that Asbjørn respected Kaoori and sensed that she respected her as well.

Asbjørn nodded as Kaoori smiled, leaning forward into a bow.

Thank you. It is good to see a familiar face.

Asbjørn was quiet as she has always been.

Normally Kaoori didn't have to try to start a conversation; normally it would roll off her tounge. But, as she respected Asbjorn and was also intimidated by her, it was hard for her to know what to say.

Tell me.. I hope you have been well?

@Kaoori:
Asbjørn continued to stare apathetically at Kaoori. She wasn't much for conversation, let alone small talk. Asbjørn hated talking about herself and she did her best to avoid the subject at all costs. Asbjørn snorted, "How have you been, Kaoori?" She grinned, almost sarcastically, but with interest. She wanted to know how Wesker and her came to be in her absence...

@Ravynn
Thank you, deer dear! <3