SINS OF OUR TONGUES

*Canttina* · 08-11-2013, 03:42 PM

Canttina

The massive form trotted through the soulless forest. Muscles rippled and fur bounced. Her bones ached from the constant movement but the demoness never stopped. She slept a few hours a day and that was it. Her lack of sleep was more then likely the cause of her insanity. Her eyes were wide with nothing within them. They were empty. Seething pits of doom. Her body was large, but still small enough to have speed on her side. The woman was a brute because of her constant stance. She carried herself with her head high and her nose up. Yellow orbs flicked to the left as she heard a baritone voice. She came to a halt and smirked. The woman did like company. Blood still caked on her fur from her last feast. She loved to roll and bathe in her preys blood. It soothed her and pleasured the woman. She was an odd one, yes. She slithered closer to the source and tilted her head. Yellow eyes feasted upon a bi coloured male.
The demoness cracked a grin and wandered closer and closer until she was a few feet away. Her voice filled the air. It was dark and stitched with death itself. "My my I am pleased to see such a lovely man on this horrid day." Her tongue slithered across her muzzle once more. Eyes flicked across the males form. He looked delightful and hoped he was one of her. The baddies. Though, there were not many baddies in those parts. She was alone, very very alone.

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