Clarity
07-30-2013, 12:40 PM
Canttina did not really care for anyone else but herself. Well, she barely cared for herself. The demoness was a thing of darkness. Every fiber she was made up of horrid evils. Darkness and nightmares. Her past marked her for death. Her mind was erased from anything that happened before her fall. She fell off a cliff and hit her head. She now did not know anything about herself, just what she has done since the fall. The mahogany fae was odd and horrid for her own reasons. Not because she requires attention or hates the world. She just didnt really .. care. Yellow orbs stared into violet ones as the woman sat. Canttina remained standing and rolled her marked up shoulders. She wiggled her toes and flicked her claws into the white snow. A frozen tongue licked her maw and she wrinkled her scarred nose. Alena was her name. She smirked and spoke in a dark yet soft tone. "What a darling name." She sat down as well, her back left leg made a bit of a popping noise when she did so. She whipped her head to the side and popped her neck. She groaned in pleasure, "That one was nice." She laughed before the woman asked for her name. Canttina grinned again. "The name is Canttina." speech |
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