Not in the mood
08-23-2015, 06:47 PM
Rage. It consumed her, wrapped around her, until she found herself on the battlefield. She wasn't sure what caused this, but she didn't care, either. She was seeing red without a cause, it was frustration with no reason. It was an all-consuming need to fight, to rip, to tear, to fight someone with no bounds. And that was exactly what she would do. She came to a stop, passing some other fighting people, eyes critical on the ground. It was even, hard ground, but it's wasn't hard enough that digging her claws into the ground was impossible. She through her head back, a howl, challenging, rose from her jaws, calling for someone to come fight.
"Speech"
"Speech"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
08-23-2015, 08:05 PM