it ain't me
04-07-2017, 05:17 PM
| She stretches, picking her head up high. Nothing could stop her, she's the rolling thunder. On the horizon line the sun breaks like an egg, spilling out, filling everything with a bloody red. What a backdrop. She's sharp. Nothing can touch how sharp she is, though small. Smallest, other than Corentine who was... barely useful, anyway. And not super bright. That was fine, Echo would protect her like she'd protect mom. The voice that grates on her system, makes her skin craw, hackles rise... Tyranis was coming from behind her, the direction of the den. "Sup, ugly?" There was no subtext, the eyeroll that came with the greeting for her brother. She stretches, bows low, then springs back to her paws. Despite being in that gangly stage, she fit her paws okay. They would never be very big, so the rather small bits of her weren't so out of proportion. Spooky eyes. Spooky on his face, smirking slightly. They're blue and silvery, ghastly. Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde in the body of a pretty little girl. DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die |
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