"so where's your pleasure now? it's not so pleasing when you are the one at the end of this misery. oh but it is for me, to sit and watch you bleed. so say your final prayer, but i'll promise you,
god can't show you where to hide

He is daring, though not in a boisterous way, it is subtle and tells much of his demeanor. The golden boy is not so brazen with his intentions, his dangerous allure hidden beneath a charming facade and bright amber eyes. If it weren't for the threat behind his very words, it would be nearly impossible to determine whether he meant harm or was simply putting on a front. Stella had never encountered a being so devilishly deceiving; Tobias was never one for hiding his true intentions and Abraxus had always been easy for her to read. This one.. he was quite the find, though she could not say whether they were of the same caliber.

His retort was spoken in a low timbre, a challenge twinkling in his eyes as they continued their stare-off. A small simper lifted at the edges of her lips before she spoke. "You could be my main course." She chuckled for a moment following, her tail lashing behind her as her gaze is taken from him and focused on the kill now behind his monolithic figure. Though she jested about devouring him herself, she could not deny that the carcass looked rather toothsome, her mouth beginning to salivate at the sight of it. "If you play nicely, I may let you have your kill back." She speaks boldly, a wicked glimmer in her gold flecked eyes. She has yet to even conquer his take-down and yet she is confident in her ability to do so that she forewarns of her coming actions. Foolish in some eyes and yet she does not doubt herself in the least bit.

Her dark figure begins to move, massive paws bringing her slowly around him and closer to the bloodied remains, her eyes darting back to keep watch on him as she does so. The vile-minded creature does not care for his opinion on her blatant display of disregard, she continues to advance until she is positioned on the other side of the animal, eyes continually glued onto the figure of her sun bathed company as she tears into the first morsel of flesh and muscle, the taste of such sending her mind into a frenzy. Had it been so long since she had last had a meal? Perhaps so.

STELLA
no soul . no heart . of abraxus x kiska