LITTLE LAMBS SOAKED IN BLOOD
09-25-2013, 11:05 AM
Marred she-wolf moved seamlessly through the forest, her tawny pelt blending in with the shadows of the tall red-wood trees, her oddly colored eyes the only defining feature against the ebony colors that surrounded her. Starlight glittered off of her eyes, and off of her teeth that were exposed in a simile of a smile. Convulsive giggles, erupted from her jaws, the cackle deep and at the same time of a soprano tone. The peels of laughter, rolled off the trees echoing into the dark forest, as her desolate tones reached into the farthest corners of Amenti. The tawny little demon lurked, not oblivious to the massive changes that had been undergoing in her pack, not that she overly cared about the hierarchy of the pack, but she was growing bored. Jezebel needed a job, regardless of what that job was, there were only so many maggots a wolf could befriend than eat, before she grew bored. With those thoughts in mind, she peeled her head back, a summoning howl peeling from her jaws, calling whomever ruled the pack now. "Speech" |