I'm back Bitches! (re joining)

holy tits on a stick, thank you muse ♥



Her ears gave minute flicks in the direction of the young brute and wench individually as they both addressed her by her given moniker, deriving the faintest trace of curiosity from the porcelain countenance of the ice queen in the form of furrowed brows. Their tones oozed bewilderment, both audible whispers that easily portrayed their confusion with her abrupt presence; as far as the pallid wraith was concerned, their reactions were justifiable due to the fact that she had previously been forbidden to return to Tortuga?s realm under Desdemona?s rule, subject to be slaughtered should she have shown head or tail upon the territory. But Desdemona had been usurped, and with it, the viper?s punishment had been reduced to naught, leaving the tables turned in Morphine?s favor. Now it was the behemoth ex-sovereign?s skull that was wanted to adorn the borderline of Tortuga?s domain whether or not she stumbled into the territory, but the wraith and her favorite lackey already had that mission covered ? or so the ice queen believed.


Metallic eyes traced along the curvature of each outsider?s physique as the pallid bitch attempted to familiarize herself with their forms, recognizing the young duo of invaders to be of Tortugan origin at the conclusion of her brief examination. Although the female?s visage was heavily lacerated to display her feats in combat and to mask her identity, there was no denying that Morphine had viewed the intricate bands of sable wrapped about the ankles previously ? this woman had attended many a pack meeting, but the wraith had never truly acquainted herself with the tattered fiend. There was slight complication in identifying the young male, however, for she had only encountered him during a meeting when he was naught but a mere babe ? now a fully developed wolf of a presumably impressive caliber.


The earthy-toned woman chimed in with accusatory vocals, causing a mischievous smirk to contort the queen?s immaculate visage with evident amusement in the girl?s choice of words. ?That?s me,? she admitted with a feigned tone of guilt, raising her right forepaw from the earth sheepishly. She allowed the paw to descend to its original perch as the woman mimicked her seating position, alerting Morphine to the fact that she had no intention of fleeing so quickly; but the male refused to budge, simply maintaining a stagnant focus upon her. The girl fully captivated the queen?s attention as she spoke again with the hopes of extracting desired information, and Morphine inhaled deeply, collecting her thoughts as she prepared her speech to fulfill the request made of her. ?I do not know if either of you remained in Tortuga as Desdemona rose to power, so I will start there. I am only aware of the fact that she had challenged Kaien at the battlefield a few seasons ago, killing him upon his wishes and then banishing me from returning here. As for what happened during her reign, I?m not certain, but if it?s dire that you must know, Viridiana resides here and would be able to relay that to you better than I ever could.? Of course, both she and Vi were biased towards the reign of Desdemona, but the youth did not need to know that. ?Tortuga then disbanded under Desdemona not long ago, and another band of rogues marched into here and stole the pack before anyone else really could. That didn?t last long, however. As you can see, they are gone with the wind.? She nodded momentarily as if to confirm her speech had concluded, the amusement vanished from her countenance entirely, leaving nothing but blankness in its wake. She had relayed to them all she could without utilizing deception for she did not feel the need to ? she had not been the bad guy in all of this and so would not need to portray herself in any other way.

"speech"