Goin' Round and Round and Round

OOC: Hope it's ok if I join. Hoping to start getting points on Quill towards her fighting skill :)


Bones shifted upon bone, a satisfying sound to the woman's ears. She wondered on the story each one had to tell as eyes cast upon them for a moment. They settled upon a skull, mouth jarred open in a silent and old scream. I hope yours was particularly slow and painful. Grin split her maw as crania lowered and nudged the remains with the tip of her snout. Powerful frame rose upwards and limbs set forth in steady rhythm once more. Cerulean blues cast about lazily, taking the land in and committing the details to memory. Muscle clad frame seemed to belong among the bones and this was the only piece of land she had come across that seemed to fit her so far.

Nares flared with intrigue as she recognized the scents of blood and wolves, mingled together to create the pleasant aroma of war. One she had come to miss. How long had it been since she had been able to stretch her bodice in fight? How long had it been since she had felt flesh so tantalizing between her ivors and felt the instantly release of blood across her tongue. This seemed like the place to come if you were looking for a spar, that was certain.

A figure caught her attention though, pulling her back to the present. Maybe my prayers have been answered? Demoness purrs beneath the veil of her being as she changes course, proceeding openly in the direction of the stranger. The distance is hopefully closed without too much of a wait, her frame lax but the flame of challenge glinting silently behind blue illusions. "Looking for something?"