[Amon]Everybody's got a dark side

For some reason, Amon hadn't quite expected the disfigured creature to open her mouth. For something so small and meek to make itself known among three titanic wolves such as her present company well... It seemed safe to say that it was not to her benefit, nor did it speak to any profound intelligence. Of course he wasn't surprised, as she was currently digging for aquatic creatures in dry sand. Clams made their home buried in mud and muck in the shallows. He eyed her with unconcealed derision. Let her eat sand, if she so chose. He glanced quickly between his sister and his recently acquired acquaintance. As he approached his keen ears picked up on her speech. She was frightened of the water, she claimed. She prattled on that she found the largest clams here, even. He curled a lip, not feeling any strong urge to acknowledge her presence, but praying to his God that she at least keep her ignorance to herself. A quick glance to Naamah showed an expression as perplexed-bordering-frustrated with the pathetic creature as he was rapidly becoming. He had laughed at his sister's jape at her ability, immediately interested in the effect it had on the fourth member of their merry little band. Her ears pinned backwards, clearly not concerned with hiding her emotions or how easily she might be wounded. Perhaps it was this emotional imbalance that convinced her to speak so freely with his sister, but the words which followed were enough to throw her into a rage. He was no less pleased himself, but he knew better than to attempt to fight his sister's battles. Pyre would hardly appreciate him butting in, and he knew the vicious woman was more than capable of handling things on her own. In fact, he let out a low and raspy chuckle. This blind fool had a death wish... Naamah replied that she had not seen the man, her tone concise and with no further inflection. He leveled the smokey woman with a cool but eager gaze. "Well, no matter. It's a lovely day for a hunt, after all." Naamah would go on, gesturing to the smallest of their gathering and with in an irritated tone explained her half of this whole clam debacle. He couldn't help but agree. His brows shot skyward as the neon bitch opened her maw again. This time his head whipped towards her, caught off guard that she would have the gall to do so and at once enraged by what she said. The force of his anger slammed into his veins like a tidal wave, crashing from his quivering lips to the tip of his tail. The behemoth heaved to his feet, and a growl tore from deep within him. His eyes narrowed to slits as he regarded her, looming overhead like a thundercell come to earth and eager to wreak destruction over whatever lay in his path. He could not hear Pyralis speak over the blood which roared in his ears. "You dare tell me what is fair and what is not? As if you know fuck all about what this man did? I would gladly rip his throat out for merely looking at my sister wrong, and yet you see fit to pass judgement upon us?" The idea of a mortal attempting to give him moral guidance of any kind was not only laughable, but it was enough to have the hulking man seeing red. This pathetic, beaten, fearful, stupid creature sat before him not only underestimating the skill and prestige of his kin, but would reach so far as to tell him what was not fair. Being cast from the heavens to skulk about with the likes of her filth was an injustice so great it weighed on his shoulders every waking day. "You don't know the first thing about unfair. Unfair is when my friends and I here take turns passing you around, ripping off whichever body part we favor first. Unfair is when we peel your pelt away from your very frame, and flay you alive. Unfair is when we break your legs and leave you for the gulls. You believe you know unfair? If so, you do not know the name Abraxas, but I am more than prepared to teach you." His frame was clenched with a seething rage. Oh, how he thirsted to taste her blood on his lips. Oh, how sweet it would be... AMON vs NAOMI for MAIM/CLAIM?? Round 0/??? Height 45" Build Heavy "Talk" "You" Think

OOC: First off, want to leave a note here that I can't help Amon being a bad dude, I tossed over this reply for days! I'm not trying to jack up a donation character, so Asena if you want Naomi to flee Amon won't pursue her. I can't envision him entirely letting her go though, so who knows what might happen in the future but I feel like that would need some further discussion between us. Feel free to skype me (User: foxipaw) or PM me to discuss!