Cut me Loose
Violette
07-17-2021, 10:37 PM
Violette had been taking time to recover with Sorine. Slowly building themselves back up to good health once more. It was no good if they were weak and dehydrated. Especially if they wanted to survive. How could they be Amanta if they couldn’t continue on by themselves? No, they persevered and they were both too stubborn to give up now. If anything, this place was just a new opportunity to spread their power across the world. Just that thought alone was enough to paint a wicked smile on her slender face.
She stalked forth with purpose, scanning her surroundings and taking in the scenery. She took note of everything around her, the smells and the sights. That was when she caught something familiar… It was different in a way but there was still a scent that she could pick up that reminded her of family. It was strange and it definitely caught her interest. She picked up the pace and trotted after the scent trail. Finally seeing a figure growing in size. Then she finally saw who it was. Her seafoam gaze narrowed, and just as she began to get closer to begin speaking, her sister tried to run.
“COSETTE!” Her voice cracked like thunder, surprisingly holding power despite her young age. It was demanding and harsh, possibly just enough to make the other girl stop in her tracks. If she dared disobey, Violette wasn’t afraid to get physical to catch her. She waited to see what her sibling would do, her hackles began to raise just at the sight of her sister.
She stalked forth with purpose, scanning her surroundings and taking in the scenery. She took note of everything around her, the smells and the sights. That was when she caught something familiar… It was different in a way but there was still a scent that she could pick up that reminded her of family. It was strange and it definitely caught her interest. She picked up the pace and trotted after the scent trail. Finally seeing a figure growing in size. Then she finally saw who it was. Her seafoam gaze narrowed, and just as she began to get closer to begin speaking, her sister tried to run.
“COSETTE!” Her voice cracked like thunder, surprisingly holding power despite her young age. It was demanding and harsh, possibly just enough to make the other girl stop in her tracks. If she dared disobey, Violette wasn’t afraid to get physical to catch her. She waited to see what her sibling would do, her hackles began to raise just at the sight of her sister.
Violette is rude, mean, and sometimes violent. Thread with caution.