darkling, i listen

The monster was content with her viewing. Despite her manic behavior she found solace within her lonesomeness. For, when she was around others it was truly tiring for the most part. The bitch had a reputation to uphold, that does not happen with simple conversations and fucking flowers. Her eyes graced the Moon with the crimson gaze. Limbs and trunks marred her view, but she saw enough of the vibrant orb to admire its existence. Her tail was fluffed out to the side, the very tip twitched ever so slightly. From a far perhaps the woman looked simple. A Wolf admiring a higher being, like they usual did. Without a howl, but in supple silence she could do just the same. But, one would truly be a fool to think such a thing about such a erratic bitch.

The bellowing pang of perky vocals met her multi-toned ears. The woman did not move, for her entire body was still despite her twitching tail. Her lips would slowly creep up, the inky flesh quivering into a mild snarl as she ran her tongue across her yellowing fangs. The rusty cogs in her mind churning. It took a few moments but her lips would then slip downward. to cover her teeth once again before slipping into the sweetest of smiles. The sweet voice of this infiltrator caused for her to wish to mimic such a thing. Her head would slowly turn to the point at which her ruby visage was in the earthy tone girl's direction. Her bloody eyes ravaging the female who decided to speak so freely, taking note of her stature and fur coloration. Schon's nose twitched ever so slightly. Within her mind she was yearning to tempt this fool into a fight, wishing to inform her that disturbing someone in such a way was rude. Yet, she would decide to play before she would do such a thing.

The Finnvi remained laying upon the ground, allowing for the light snowfall to litter her pristine pelt with little alabaster freckles. Her brow was raised ever so slightly before her venomous tones escaped her salivating jowls. "It is pretty every night." Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly, her annoyance peaking through just for a moment before her eyes slipped towards the moon. "The Moon graces us each evening, have you not noticed?" Schon rolled her eyes, "The Moon is of the prettiest of things that touch this forsaken land, therefore instead of speaking through its nightly reign I enjoy observing in utter silence." Her attention flicked back to the opposing woman, allowing her smile to grow into a wicked thing. Her fangs flashing ever so slightly and the frequent drool slipping from her rigged jowls per usual. Suddenly the hulking babe would get up from her resting stop, not bothering to shake the snow off for her winter pelt was still in full force. The Queen moved to slowly step towards the bitch on her perch before sitting below with her gaze pinpointed directly upon this pink eyes. Her head tilted ever so slightly. These next tones were more sweet, a prismatic shell of her former elegancy. Yet, venom still laced each syllable in a soft hiss. "Do you have a name, precious little dove?" Her eyes were wide and inviting, allowing for only a mild trace of curiosity to seep through. Yet, the being was merely asking to further play the game.