Let's Call This My Homecoming
04-02-2013, 06:47 PM
The world had fallen into wreckage. It broke and cracked waiting for the liquid tears of the heavens to revive it to its previous state. Give me life! It screamed to the havens as the mocking sun glared down on the living. A grudge the lady of the heat did hold for the children of the mortal realm. How many days would she linger brooding before them? Did she not know that the children loved her so? Did she care that without her blazing eyes they would know nothing but the bitter darkness? Only time would tell if she would grow soft again and release the envy locked in her amber gaze. Silence filled the limbs of the voluminous queen. Swiftly she moved across the cracking lands. Easing her paws to ensure nothing was disturbed. She stalking the color of the night and watched him parade like a peacock dancing for its bride. Should she rip his fathers clean off? Offer then to the god of darkness as token to persuade the sun cease her grudge. She followed with the winds in her favor as the stranger moved deeper into her realm of madness. Did the world not reflect the state of her working mind? Velvet kissed ears pulled back against her skull. She seemed to float across the grounds with a soundless effort. Soon enough she was upon the transgressor. Did he know nothing of proper tidings? A low rumbled pulled from the pit of her diaphragm and slithered its way up to her throat. Her violet eyes sang with her vexation. Her voice had come to cradle his ear. To whisper the nightmares he could face should she deem him worthy of enslavement. These were trying times after all and the drought did nothing to sooth her anger. ?When shadows find their way into the waiting flames of the lady dressed in gold they find themselves eliminated.? She growled. Her words were dark and warning. Regardless if this man had been or hadn?t been before her time it made no difference to her. Trespassing was a crime in any realm and he was a fool for thinking it would go unpunished. Her violet eyes took in his form and she drew in a deep whiff of him. What ever traces of his lineage to this pack were gone and replaced by the soothing smells of freedom. ?Tell me now. Why I shouldn?t cut your balls off with my teeth?? she said darkly. Her violet eyes had filled with her suggestion and seemed to burn with a desire to do just as she had spoken of. speech |
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