Tell me lies
01-03-2018, 01:45 AM
Someone had probably claimed this place, the scents of many wolves were all over. Children, adults, all kinds. They were faint in many spots, and stronger in others. Did she care? Nope. It was kinda cool, and she was looking for something to pass the time today. The whole place seemed to creak and groan each time she took a step, and it was incredibly ominous. The threat of danger distracted her from her state, where her body seemed to be on fire. Back in the day, there had been a talk about the birds and the bees. It was horrifying. Her father had never been very good at those things. Regardless, the point had gotten across. Some day, when she was an adult, her body would decide it was interested in sex. Well, if her body could give her a memo or something in advance, that would be stellar.
Distraction came in the form of a nearby voice. "Come out, come out little ones, come to play." Fuck no. Who did this bitch think she was? Calling her little? A low growl rumbled through her chest, and she prowled towards the source. The shadows had claimed the area, and thus she was in her element. A snarl tore itself from her jaws as she caught sight of the bitch. Pale as a daydream, and about the same size as Mammon. Thus, she was well within the size range of an ass kicking.
"Call me little one more time." She demanded in a harsh voice, crimson gaze blazing with fury. No one touched that sore spot, let alone prodded it. Had this woman directed the words to her intentionally or not, it had been a grave mistake. Perhaps literally. |