the new gods of supertown
ft deity
08-08-2019, 10:10 AM
she had been quite occupied gathering things to add to her stock. the swamplands were efficient and bountiful - the girl could see herself thriving here. not many approached and not many bothered to tread. it suited her just fine. stalking amongst the brush, she kept herself away from the den she was building in order to find materials. her little - ha, a joke - guardian was somewhere, doing something. she was not one to control him much. the fool felt indebted to her, and he would act accordingly should the need arise. t'was not faith she had in this, merely a hypothetical theory. and if the boy prince should fail her... well, there were whispers. the stirrings of slaves and bought freedoms. no shortage of fools who would do better to protect the house she was building for herself. her white-faced skull turned to the side, catching a rare movement. creeping further, she spotted a mud-colored woman walking about her land. Huntington's expression was always difficult to read, and this was no different as she glanced upon her. for now, following after was best. she could see what the other was doing and make assumptions on what to do with her. so that is what she did. stalking the other as they walked through the swamplands, she kept to the brush and away from sight. |