[centre][b][h1][color=coral]Isabella[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Isabella sighed softly, watching the girl be taken away, and unable to do anything about it. [i]traitor? yeah, that seems likely[/i] She thought to herself, sighing wearily. Once more, the catidel showed just how...demented they were. She shifted, rocking back on her feet once more, as she watched, turning her sights towards Gun'Tar once more. Another one she didn't trust. He seemed to have agreed quite quickly to things, and there was just something about him that she didn't like. 

She didn't like the idea of a slave, and she bit her lip, but with another sigh, she collected her things once more, and made to follow Alexis, her steps almost silent. She let her mind wander, trying to make sense of everything, her blades by her side clinking slightly as she walked, a reassuring sound to Isabella and one she took great comfort in. She'd learned how to use her blades since...she could remember and they were a comforting weight at her side. Some blade dancers had them on their back, but Iseballa prefered them at her side. 

Easier to grab, if she needed to, besides, with her bow slung onver her back, her sides were the better option. Soon catching up to Alexis, she mathed her pace to the other girls, shifting her gear onto her back more securely, she didn't say a word, prefering the silence for now.