Llorva

She / her • Ace

Mate: Sascha

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INTERACTIONS

▸Pick a Fight

For whatever godforsaken reason, you decide to square up to the king's second-in-command. She ignores you for a while as you dance around her with a bristled nape, until she finally reaches out, snapping her teeth around your ankle to get you to knock it off. Except she bit you really hard--you yelp and take the hint. Time to see the herbalist.

▸Challenge

God, please don't. . . oh, fine. Maybe you want to be second-in-command, maybe she pissed you off at some point with her existence, or maybe you're jealous that she's the king's lover and not you, but you puff your chest to Llorva and challenge her position. She hands your ass to you without batting an eye. This lady is not afraid to play dirty, and now you're going to need stitches. Idiot.

▸Strike a Conversation

Even though it didn't work the first time, you try to approach Llorva again after she comes back from another scouting mission in hopes she's in a better mood. And you get lucky; she doesn't really slow down but she doesn't seem to mind you walking beside her either, and even asks you how your day was. Apparently her scouting mission was very successful and she managed to open up a whole new piece of land for her king. When you congratulate her, you swear you could've seen the slightest hint of a grin.

▸Comfort

Things don't always go according to plan, unfortunately. Llorva returns from one of her missions limping, miserable and dreading having to inform her lover that she's not only failed her mission, but was injured in the process. You approach her with caution, and when she doesn't reject your presence, you gently reassure her that Sascha loves her and will understand that she tried her best. She sighs and thanks you softly, touching her nose to your cheek in gratitude.

▸Flirt

I don't really know where you expected to get with this. Whatever you were trying to do, Llorva just stares at you blankly before going on about her business.