Let Them Eat Cake!
09-01-2013, 03:07 PM
She watched him with those empty eyes. They were ceramic orbs lacking any sort of color except a pale pink and grey. Her body was void of any other colors. She was empty with any sort of unique marking or cool coloration. Though, she was unique within her own way. She had never met anyone who looked like her. She came from a long line of pure German Shepherd's, yet she was cursed with a birth defect. She was not as strong or bulky as her brothers or sisters. But, the clan's elders stated that her unique disability was a blessing from the Gods and she was meant to rule. Therefore the bitch was placed as the heir due to the lack of males within their litter. She lived a pampered life until another pack came and massacred her entire family. She got away but was left alone in the cruel world with no servants or friends to help her. Antoinette stared at him with a simple smile upon her fine lips. He reacted to her boy and speech with a charming smile of his own. The little girl had on her good girl act. Yet, she was a snob inside. Usually the woman was more rude to other females. She enjoys making them feel insecure. But, with men she enjoyed their company to much. She liked being taken care of and she knew good strong men could do that for her. Escpecially the one before her. Her eyes twinkled with a certain charm that could not be missed as his words flowed from his mouth. He was a heir? The Albino let her eyebrow raise. She was in the pressence of a Prince. The German Shepherd began to think of the possiblities and their destiny. Might have it been their destiny to meet? A fallen princess in distress and a strong hulking Prince? The woman let her smile increase as more baritone vocals filled the sweet air. Antoinette offered a light nod as an answer followed by luxurious words. "I am. I have come from my land in search of refuge. My clan was recently destroyed by this mangy bit of Wolves that call themselves a pack. My clan was a very strong group of German Shepherds like myself. Now we are none, but me. What is this Glaciem you speak of? Is there any of my breed within your ranks?" Speech, |