IMAGINE LIVING LIKE A KING SOMEDAY
07-03-2013, 07:51 PM
The serpent queen appeared modest, shrugging off Morphine?s compliment with indifference as if her feat truly had not been that impressive, but in the wraith?s eyes, a victor?s title was something to debut with pride ? especially if the win granted one with authority as it had for the temptress. A smirk righted itself upon her visage as the woman ? the snake ? corrected her, skull sluggishly shaking from side to side with amusement before interjecting. Snake, then, she purred between the woman?s words, metallic eyes flashing to meet the other?s icy, cerulean gaze as she awaited her offer?s verdict. She questioned to confirm Morphine?s intentions, and the pallid queen merely offered her a brief nod, triangular ears flicking forward to accept the terms to abide to should she pledge her allegiance to Amenti ? nothing different from what she had expected, most establishments seemed to house similar regulations. Fair enough, she accepted, words firm though tones airy.
Before further vocals could vacate her jaws to question what exactly her duty would be within the new pack, the blackbird demanded her name. Morphine, she offered simply, a devious smirk coiling about her immaculate countenance before she continued. But I must admit, ?angel? is fine, too. ? Just not fitting. What shall I call my serpent queen?