The wonderful world of Ozz
09-29-2013, 10:31 PM
Spitting out some more paste from what the Pendragon had used to patch Canttina's wounds, it was rather nasty tasting to say the least. Shaking that head, the fea sighed, it had been an interesting day to say the least. To see a formal alpha reduced to naught but a simple groveling rogue once more was indeed a splendid sight, if they couldn't win their own battles they didn't deserve to rule. Weaklings, the world was full of them and it made her sick. Morgana didn't tolerate weakness and never would, they simply would be put to better use els where or slaughtered. That was it, they didn't deserve anything better then to be kissing her feet, a growl erupted from her maw once that midnight dame came to mind. Her, she was going to be a problem no doubt. But for now, she searched for a flowing stream to clean out her bitter mouth and to get a fresh drink.