off with her head
09-14-2014, 10:48 PM
It was building, rage and madness bubbling up beneath the surface and ready to explode forward. Massive beast twitched and seethed, the tension rolling off her in waves that could very well knock over another who dared to approach her. Head was hung low, nose dragging only a few inches above the ground, solid white eyes flittering too and fro as if scanning the lands. She wanted to taste blood, she needed to carve this madness into the flesh of another. Pelt rippled, barely containing the massive beast that slumbered beneath all the muscle and flesh. Everything was wrong, everything felt wrong. She felt like she needed to rip her flesh apart and shed her skin. She needed to be reborn. Teeth clacked together as jaws worked, clenching and unclenching as salivating jaws snapped at the air. She need to feel. Madness was trickling into her mind. Only occasional moments of clarity would grace her now a days. How long would it be until those faded completely? How long before there was nothing but the darkness of her own mind with the occasional piercing of pain to alleviate her tension? The pain pushed the darkness back, for a time. It pushed back the anger and sorrow and hurt. It pushed back the feelings of pain and betrayal and abandonment. The bitch had left her. Newt had run off with a man, birthed children, she ahd left Zara behind and then what. Zara had professed her love for Newt and then she had left. Her everything was gone.
Her eyes were beginning to burn, it wasn't the first time she had cried over this. Teeth clenched and bared, snapping at the air as if trying to chase those feelings away. But it was no use, there was no running from it. For the rest of her wretched life she would be haunted by the loss of her love. Slowly her pace would slow, gait staggering as if under the weight of her own madness. Hind legs crumpled and her body would hit the ground like a sack of dirt. Useless. So fucking useless. She felt old, worn out tired. She just wanted it all to be over. Would it ever be over? Who would free her from this mortal form. Maybe one day she would be with her mother, with Maze and with Darcia. Maybe one day she could be happy again. A sob wracked her body, shoulder heaving with the effort as once more she attempted to push herself into a seated position. It was a struggle, legs feeling like they were locking up, like they wanted her to just fall down and die there. But not yet, oh she was not done with this filthy earth yet. Not until she had killed every last one of Kaios's children, not until she had wiped his memory from this earth and she had collected the children who had not known their father, the ones who had been loyal only to Newt. She would recreate their mother if it killed her...
Speech!
09-14-2014, 11:20 PM
Anger and rage pulsed through her like a monstrous beast, feeding a flame that was beginning in the pit of her stomach. Muscles tensed and rolled, massive frame beginning to tremble and shake with tension and effort to contain all the emotions. They were beginning to crash at the cracked and damaged dam that was holding everything together. And then like a slap she would hear another approach, blind eyes snapping open and massive skull turning to face the way this intruder was coming. Who was this and how dare they intrude on her alone time. Lips twitched and she began to shake even harder, tattered and frayed ears pulling into her thick ruff. The woman's words would fall on deaf ears, already she was beginning to breath heavily, lower jaw unhinging as breath hit the air in thick puffs. Again she would attempt to lift herself, pushing herself first into a seated position and then unfurling her haunches beneath herself so she would stand. "How DARE you?" Her words were a hiss, a sharp exhale of breath as she rolled her shoulders towards and stalked towards the woman. She barely remembered the walk in but somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that the immediate surrounding area was fairly flat. How perfect? Massive paws pressed heavily into the ground, face still streaked with tears but now her sorrow had been replaced with rage. She didn't know who this woman was, didn't know what had lead her to believe that somehow this anger would help her.
Defences were setting without much thought, she allowed massive paws to splay and balance herself. Joints would loosen as crooked tail arched between her hind legs. It didn't need to be any more damaged then it already was? Frayed ears would pin her her skull as eyes narrowed to protect the useless orbs. Lips curled back, pulling loose flesh up to further protect her eyes as head lowered to be held parallel with spine. Shoulders rolled forward, chin tipped down and lower jaw would unhinge to protect throat as much as possible. Back arched, stomach tightening to gather core strength. A hind paw slid back a fraction on an inch. Then she moved suddenly, haunches curling beneath her and then launching herself forward in an attempt close the distance between them in the shortest amount of time as possible. She tried to position herself so she was moving towards this female's right side, looking to slam the front of her own right shoulder into the outer side of Devya's chest on the right side. Head would attempt to arc around at the same time, trying to find a hold on the smaller woman's scruff right above her shoulders but still on her neck. Right paw would slid forward to try and lock them in close quarters by attempting to slip around Devya's right front paw and lock it into a straightened position.
ONE TWO THREE ??(forgot to ask how many)
for DEATH
ooc;; http://i62.tinypic.com/11m40b8.png original post, saf gave permission to edit to add the paragraph tags D:
Speech!
09-15-2014, 09:03 PM
Skype for questions i can't believe we are finally fighting each other <33