MAYBE I'M A DIFFERENT BREED
It was not long before she was greeted, offering the first to arrive a wicked grin. She eyed the dark male, making now secret of her bi-colored eyes. She was a harlot before anything else, after all. ?How would you wish to help me, my dear?? she purred to him, every bit as suggestive as she always was. She did not think he was the highest rank she could get in her presence. If he was, she was mistaken. The midnight Queen wished to wait for Gerhardt, but upon the arrival of a princess and another pack member, it was almost certain that he would not show. She reserved her later flirtation, deciding instead to cut straight to business. ?My name is Medusa, and perhaps none of you knew me before, but you will know me now. I have beaten Newt of Amenti in a challenge for the pack and taken it for my own,? she said. She was not certain if any of them knew of this information already, but she was willing to disclose it. ?I think it is therefore obvious as to why I am here. I am closely allied with Ludicael, and I have met your King before. I wish to know if our packs can come to an agreement of sorts,? she mentioned. It was professional for her, but after that she slipped. Running a kingdom was so boring. |