[ It is the unmistakable sound of footsteps, and the telltale swish swish of skirts that caught her attention, as she made her own confident steps along the hallways of the castle. A rhythmic click click of her heels -- and that she had chosen heels certainly said a lot about Akua Sahelian, didn't it? -- but she barely paid it any mind at first.
At least, until she turned the corner, only to see a shadow dart into a room, and the soft thp of a door closing, and her golden eyes caught sight of it, and she followed.
Click, click, click went her heels, before she readied a spell at her fingertips, not ready to launch, but close enough.
After all, these hallways could be dangerous, and it could be someone prepping an ambush behind the doors. She held a hand up behind her, as if grasping something in her outstretched fingers, but there was no obvious light or signs of magic. Yet.
She opened the door, and peered in, looking for signs of what Could be her quarry. Or just a scared young girl, but she doesn't know that yet. ]
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At least, until she turned the corner, only to see a shadow dart into a room, and the soft thp of a door closing, and her golden eyes caught sight of it, and she followed.
Click, click, click went her heels, before she readied a spell at her fingertips, not ready to launch, but close enough.
After all, these hallways could be dangerous, and it could be someone prepping an ambush behind the doors. She held a hand up behind her, as if grasping something in her outstretched fingers, but there was no obvious light or signs of magic. Yet.
She opened the door, and peered in, looking for signs of what Could be her quarry. Or just a scared young girl, but she doesn't know that yet. ]