Prayers for the damned
02-06-2019, 04:06 AM
The babe had seen a bigger goldfish eating at a smaller one. It pecks at the scales until it's kind of naked and vulnerable to infections. That's how the regret could get to one individual in certain days, it was taking a little bit of their defences at a time. It came in waves upon her memory during the chocolate female speech, what she should have done or said differently, what she shouldn't have done at all. She can't undo it. From the outside, some might understand that she is picking at her, bullying her even more by offering and conducting such subject that could only brind demiss however, in all honesty, the babe was attempting to wake the naive female from her slumber. It is a dog eat dog world. she offered, raising to her full height, towering over the other woman with ease; dominance radiated from her form, regal, each graceful step was placed deliberatly one in front of the other, a calculated walk, one that she had to practice daily when she was but a cub. Her father insisted on it. You either eat or you are ate. she continued in her low hisses, the bitch prowled towards the other with each step, further closing their already close bodies and came to a hault before the chocolate dame, chin high and proud. You will not survive dreaming of charming princes. You are not a damsel in distress. she pointed just as she turned on her heel, heading towards the large caracal feline that was taking care of her devil spawns as she went to her business. Do you want to escape? the woman questioned the other, prying with her peripheral vision as her attention was concentrated on the three spawns, sleeping soundlessly on top of the servant belly. He knew where his loyalities laid as the male crimson optics were watching his Mistress each movement in silence, making sure no harm was to come to her, specially in front of a female he was not familiar with. speech Foolish girl. |
