You taste heavenly.

Oh how patient she is. For with such comes greater reward. With such comes purpose and a challenge. To find one but to fit her needs. For you must first tempt the beast before she tempts you. The unknown agreement between the two, settled when she looks at you. She knows what she wants, and who from. This is her game and she will not deny it. Her black heart is evident along with her soul. They are but ashes of shadows and destruction. Remnants from the years. As everyone has a place; each an ash that molds them. She keeps them alive in death as even then the fight to be that memory she calls to . Such devotion, now where are the devotee's?

A twitch of her nose and ears tells her she has been found in this wasteland. Uncovered for all to see. As all white eyes dart the landscape as it picks the souls to pieces. And there you are. So lovely, in her eyes. As her mouth but salivates at the mere thought of tasting you. You are her drug, the one that sedates her screaming soul. For she must feed it, give in to it's cravings and desires. For it is feral and it knows nothing more.

Those words.

It calls to her, the voice but lingering from this creature of white as she nears. She hears those words, feels them to her core. As she silently giggles in her head. Yes, pet we shall go home indeed. As she catches the grin upon her face. She knows it all to well, that lie ever so present of her tongue as she merely looks in with devotion; as hope glistens in her eyes. Save me. Save you.

A fool? I think not.

Ears perk at her growl as she nears. Oh, well then feisty aren't we? It all the beast can do but to hold in her grin. Force it down to not reveal just yet. Her next words, this melt the beast. She can hear the hidden message as it rings loud and clear in her head. My my what has the beast brought to her door? All white eyes never stray from ahead as she feels the heat of her body circle her. As she her prey. Her laughter strokes my hunger as it grows in in my belly. And it is time.

Let's begin, my sweet.

As the strange creatures comes about one more time silk words of lies pet her flesh, "If I go, will you stay with me?" You can almost hear the whimper as it falls upon hushed lips. Yes beast stroke this flame so that it may grow. "B-but... I-I-i...." Stammering words break at her threat as she put giggles in her head. Who do you think me for? I am but a player as well to this game.

Before she gets away in another circle, the beast's muzzle reaches out jaws snapping shut with such force it sounds as if she has struck bone in the air. A girlish giggle leaves her lips as her mouth but forms a wicked grin. Drool drips from each fang as she look ever so hungry for this white witch, as the true beast speaks. "Tsk tsk pet, didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?" Her head shakes at this, slightly amused. As all white eyes search her flesh, the way it curves and begs to be touched. Patience beast. Let it sink in.

"Why you flatter me dear, I but hope to last longer than that. I'm not know for doing things quick and easy." As she playfully winks unto this witch. For the beast is just as intrigued as you are. And oh she begs for a touch. As she stills now, ever ready to begin this challenge. This feat of havoc, she wants you. She will have you, in one way or another. But the promise of foreplay seems much better than just taking a dive. Do you think not? Play with me.

Let me break you.