What is dead may never die
06-13-2013, 01:31 PM
The hot springs would provide a good amount of relief for the few sore muscles the serpent had left. Medusa had come across such things before, and so she knew of the pleasantness they could provide. It would seem, however, that she would not be alone when she encountered the pools of water. Her eyes locked upon a rather beautiful girl, and swiftly the serpent made her approach. She was a most predictable harlot after all; prone to the repetition of behavior unless something disturbed her. ?Going for a dip?? she asked, looking down at the pool of water curiously. Medusa would act as if she wished to step into the pool, and was merely inquiring if she was making use of the pool. Her eyes would roam over the she-wolf, deciding she was pretty, although if she weren?t it would not have been much of a deterrent to the harlot. ?Mind if I join you? I?m a bit lonely, and you seem to be rather lovely company to keep,? she spoke, uncaring if she came off as too bold. Why did she care about some stranger?s opinion? |