Brother, Brother, Where Art Thou?
03-08-2019, 08:58 AM
Her mind went at 100 kilometers per hour, auditory system went into over drive as the male noise was met with some of her own, snarls erupted from the spider-witch jaws and yet they were quickly hushed by the phantom words. What was she doing? The beast actually dared to ask. She was protecting those that were hers, of course! This place was sacred for not only her but for the spirits that were very much alive, they were projecting their energy onto her. Her was prowling her, that much was clear from his stance. Her own tail rose towards the skies in a confident and dominant stance, mimicking his own as they began their tango. Peeling back, ebon lips revealed murderos canines, What do you seek? venomous hisses replaces most of the words, her speech defect was thick through the air as they exchanged words. It took more than a moment for his cologne to reach her nostrils but when it did she took a deep inhale. Familiarity overwhelmed her. She recognized this. Carthage? she questioned, halting abruptly in front of him. He came. We know him. He is safe. Carthage, it is you! words that were moments ago filled with venom and toxicity were now filled with awe and surprise. Her own tail began to wag back and forth consierably as it maintained its stance. Speech |
