MORPHINE, QUEEN OF MY VACCINE
06-12-2013, 02:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-12-2013, 02:19 PM by Medusa i.)
Pack. It was such a strange concept to a woman who was used to long travel. Why did she care about all those in the pack, when she only cared for its leader? Care was a strong word. Medusa wanted to swallow Jupiter whole, to claim something of her vixen that she didn?t quite understand. She liked to pretend to herself this was only because of the power the russet woman had, but the ache of her dark heart when she was her vixen so domestically-devoted made it clear there was something else. Medusa would not be foolish enough to say that she loved the woman, but she coveted her heart. The body and its fidelities meant little to the siren, but she wanted to stand in the sol?s light and feel her warmth. For so long she?d been shrouded in darkness, and now she felt as if she?d found the sun. It had been a good amount of time since Medusa had reappeared, and the wounds on the scruff of her neck were healing. She was putting on weight and getting better, looking more and more like the sultry serpent she had been before her disappearance. She felt the bitter tug of loneliness inside, and the midnight mistress suddenly desired company. For now she resigned herself to wait. It would only be a matter of time before somebody in the pack would find her. |
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