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Re(1): zeteri
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Wild mass of thick wiry scruff crackles to life, bristling like silver and platinum flames along the back of my neck and spine. I feel my agitation growing as yet another unexpected trespasser arrives. I feel the searing heat building in the pit of my gut, beginning to smolder in my veins. I know that feeling. The feeling of the monster locked inside me beginning to rouse from it's slumber. This is why I hated crowds, I started to feel smothered, closed in... and the beast was harder to control or contain.

Even if the third party was a half-pint whelp.

Venomous slits narrow dangerously on the child as sass drips from her muzzle. I can tell by her scent she belongs to Diveen, in the order of the Angels though she boasts far more of the charcoal color of their sinful counterparts.

"A little on the dark side for Heaven, ain't you kid?" I rumbled callously over the bridge of my muzzle, entirely ignoring the girl's initial comment. She was a child and her opinion mattered about as much as the opinion of a fly. She hadn't the maturity to really know what the Hell she was talking about. Try a few years out on your own without your legion of Heavenly peers to guide or comfort or protect and see just how cozy and kind the world Really is.

Pits dart betwixt the two females, radars pricked to full attention though it was not their words that these ears listened for. It was the sanguine seduction of their hearts.... a gently whispering tat-too tat-too that drummed every so faintly from their chests, the hollows of their throats. I find myself staring at the trachea of the smaller female, pupils dialating an almost imperceptible fraction as I feel myself becoming entirely too hypnotized by that lilting tune.

When the scar-faced femme fatale




† D ' M A N A C O †


365 Heavens To Destroy

Bastard † 5 years of Filth † Single Wraith † No Hellish Domain † Monster Spawn of Abraxas & Teagan




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