The odds are stacked against you...
Great. The lupine had to speak. What was Havok supposed to say? It had been so long since her last exchanged dialogue. Twitching her tassel, she pawed at the blackened earth in front of the two, aimlessly creating a trench as she put together a sentence. Her domes swiveled, as she prepared herself.
Lifting her lips in a silent snarl, Havok kept a death glare on Aileth. No words were shared, except a few that the dark fae had murmered. Tilting her head the slightest bit to the left, Havok began to speak in a harsh tone. "It is true, dark one. I do suppose I like it here. Why is it you dwell alone? Simple lack of company?" she grumbled, stretching across her claimed patch of earth. Keeping her death glare on Aileth, she stood to her full height. It may appear as a challenge, but it was not, and so the female tucked her tail for a moment to signify her peace.
After a few moments, she began to look over the female, her electric gaze studying her like a book. Giving a nod of approval, she shared a twisted smile with the female before her. Licking her chops, she repositioned herself in a sit, her plumage waving against the dust under her rump.
{Havok} :: {Demoness} :: {Adult} :: {Heartless} :: {Wanderer}
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"Do you hear me?"
Death awaits you, my dear...
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