Needle in your side
07-20-2013, 05:36 PM
Oh, he was most certainly a piece of work. Zallin he said was his name, and she wondered what he was after in this pack. Medusa did not mind his intentions, so long as they did not hinder their allies or bring a plague of wrath upon them. Compliments spewed forth from his lips, making the Madame chuckle. ?Oh, don?t you sound like a man who greatly desires something,? she hummed, as if considering this point. She knew not what sort of alpha Newt had been before, nor if she was truly that much more capable than the woman. If anything, the giant had been more driven than Medusa had, with a pack that was more together. The harlot had a loose band of individuals who wished to protect one another, to socialize together, but who did not want to be bound by moral restraints. He flirted with her, bold like she might assume he was. Before she could speak back, however, she found their company joined by Deteste. Looking over at the Master she chuckled, remembering her promise not to flirt with him but unable to resist a simple jealous? in her own head. ?It is rare that a woman like myself sees very many lonely nights,? she admitted, unashamed of her image as a whore. It was who she was, what she had been raised upon. Medusa would never be embarrassed by her roots, would never see any point in hiding it. ?I do not mind accepting you. We accept all, but do you not wish to hear of our pack, first?? she inquired, finding it somewhat strange that he would be so eager to join without hearing of the laws in this pack. For all this male knew, he had just subscribed to a life of slavery. |
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