I BROUGHT YOU TO LIFE

SO THAT I CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM

Her pretense had gone over quite well, she imagined, as the hulking brute pivoted himself to return to her. It was a rarity that the wraith-like femme was to be out and moving during such hours of the day, as the dark early morning was now wearing on into the time of light. It was never her preferred time to show any type of activity as it was simply in her nature ever since she had been born. Her patience with the meeting was slowly wearing thin as time passed the two of them by, but she would not walk away simply because of her desire to duck into a cool, dark den for the remainder of the day.

His approach did cause a slight spark of amusement in her though, which carried her attention along in the conversation further than it initially would have survived. She bored so easily around males of this type; domineering, demanding, as if they were worthy of something more. No, she did not see it as such. Her true reasoning for desiring this territory was for its sole leader - a strong female from the whisperings she had heard outside of the bog. She has the ultimate power over these males so very much like the one before Lurid, an envious place of holding, though not so desired after that she would dare to dethrone the dark queen. Let her have her horde of demons if she so wished.

An invitation is sent forward and a pleased sneer could not be contained on the witch's muzzle at his first words. "So the monster has a voice.. charming." She jeered brazenly - she doesn't seem have a filter for that wicked tongue of her's does she? But she cares not for the reprimands for her bold comments, she could not be changed and if he did not like her approach then he did not have to deal with her, in her mind. "As you wish, master." A cooing tone slipped from her tongue as she glissaded forward with requiescence. With her neck arched downward and her tail relaxed low at her haunches, she approached him with flattened ears, her tongue flicking out to brush against his lower jaw. Her mind was ablaze with the maddening thoughts of want to tear into his throat in the moment, to do as she had before with few others so reluctant to cross her path. Her presently round form was lowered to the sodden earth, the grime instantaneously murking up her pristine coat. Her shoulder dipped first before her hindquarters followed and she was soon on her back within the terra of Iromar, a wicked smile playing delicately on her features.

There would come a day when she would regret bowing to one she so despised, but for this moment, she had duties to withhold and instinct took over the drive to eliminate.

×fem ◦ six yrs ◦ ♥none ◦ ∞none ◦ δtaji,malum,mara ◦ unchained×»