Last week's star

*Naamah* · 05-04-2017, 08:53 PM

OOC: So Sorry, Naamah isn't very female friendly XDD

The heathen goddess knew she would be heard, and as the pale female pulled at her plant, Naamah stalked forward with the same growl. The white girl swung her head up to look at Naamah, the woman's face nothing short of demonic as she exposed deadly weapons to the female. The look in the other wolf's eyes told Naamah she would be a runner, but it hardly mattered. While the white beast might be smaller and lighter, Naamah's legs were longer, and her stride was much wider as a result. The strange woman seemed to be rooted in place until the deadly witch stalked forward once more. It was then that white coward was able to run, causing a rise of bubbling laughter to escape the dark woman. She did not hesitate to give chase, and they made a bee line for the trees. Only seconds separated them, and Naamah could hear the panicked paws breaking sticks and her body crashing against the limbs of low branching trees. The dark goddess followed the scent trail to the right, only to stop at a mud puddle.

The girl was clever, she could give her that much, but she was still female. Naamah had pulled her punches with Amon because she had asked him to do so. This woman would get none of that mercy or compassion. Tilting her head skyward, Naamah calls Corvus to her, and the pale magpie landed upon her shoulder. "Invenies eam!" She says to the bird, his soft caw of acceptance had him going off to get a bird's eye view. The woman known as Lilith didn't need the help, however, a depression in the mud caught her attention and she grinned with wicked satisfaction. "Come out, come out, where ever you are being...I know you were moving this way." She makes a show of passing the bush that the muddy tracks led to. Smiling and giving a deep, throaty laugh, the woman wheels on her hind legs and dives into the bush that the white girl was hiding in.

Her jaws snap as she hopes to flush the woman out of the annoying foliage, aiming to bite whatever she could to get her out of the bush. Rage consumed her and she wanted to find some form of grip on the dirty white cur so that she could drag her and make her scream and fight and beg for mercy. She would never set foot across Naamah's path ever again!

"Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.

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