'Til Death Do Us Part (Medusa x Newt)

It was interesting, yet for them it musent be. Samona was young, and this was her first time being an observer to see who wins the territory. Yet, in the romancing optics of the madam it would seem as if those back up the current leader, newt. Medusa wouldnt be very welcome then? The atmosphere was dark, deathly. How could things change, so so quickly. The sight of two other youngesters caught Samona's eyes. The children. Oh how it was a relief to finally meet someone of her age.

The soft, tender flesh that lays so gently upon the lithe, twisted stillhoutte would blow ever so gently, bristling in a reincorporating manner. The strong ligements the darling beholds thump the ground and make there way to the male, Though when she finally gets there the respected distance would remain. " That huge ones your mother? Impressive!" The silky tone of the madonna was unbearable, sultry and teasing. Though it was true, his mothers height was rather impressive making her offspring in the future to be huge! How god damn alluring. Then the mismatched optics would lock onto the female, how confidant was she? Samona loved it.

The thick lashes would flicker across the heavenly voids, awaiting for the battle to start. In hope the right one will win. Glancing back over to the female in curiosity, she wondered what the reaction would be at the very end. It was then The masked mistress would move away, to get a better and more quiet view near a boulder. Company was a hard thing to adjust to, so samona thought its best to be alone, it wasnt that bad. Maybe because she didnt no what company was.

The tension was building, yes it was exciting. It felt as if she wanted to join in, yet be crushed in seconds. The flame set in within her soul would spark, reborn into the world of solitude. Maybe one day she'll use it. Being a rouge at seven months isnt easy, by now most would of be crushed, eaten by vultures, dying of starvation. Yet, Samona was here, srong and healthy and bursting with a personality.