killer within

She harbored suspicious for none but the living things; the creatures endowed with sentience, the ability to deceive and corrupt one's soul. The woodlands were but inanimate constructs that could be bent to one's need as long as the mind was willing. And surrounding them were the welcoming shadows, the dark hands with spindling fingers beckoning to the wayward to lie within its arms. But in them were dangers as any place that provided shelter, for in them could have been demons..the deceiving minds with malicious hearts. The brute might look like a demon on his own however there was something more that intriqued her, a demon certainly would not bare scars like those. What do you take joy in then? she questioned, hissing, purring, her chest would raise and fall with each life-giving breath in a comfortable rythm. Fiery orange gaze fell upon her companion for a second before it returned towards the brute, to offer him her full attention. You will have to forgive Alphonse, due to the circumstances he is more protective. her gaze locked into his, registering his words and movements, taking in whatever the brute had to offer; from his scars and to each hair thread. Lacking manners, I see. the deep, dark baritones of the caracal could be heard upon the wind, the feline narrowed his gaze upon the taller man. Unless the words fall from my Mistress mouth they are futile. the feline added more pressure towards his paw, the one that was placed upon the first step, and dead panned the other male. Within moments the feline would glance at his Mistress, remaining aware of his surroundings. You may let him pass, Alphonse. came the hisses of the spider witch, of the autumn Goddess as her focus remained upon the stranger. A heavy sign; irritation, the feline was infuriated though he did not offer another comment regarding the matter yet if the man thinks he is going to leave the premises he was dead wrong. He watched him dead in the eyes for couple of moments longer before he decided to lift his paw and move aside from the stairs. Feline grace wraped around his limbs as he slowly departed; he climbed upon a nearby three in order to observe the two of them from the same level and if the man dared to lift a single toe he was going to leap towards him in a heartbeat. Come along now. she purred softly, words coated in honey as she shifted her gaze towards the horizon, admiring its multiple hues.




When you walk that walk.
And you talk that talk.