When Doves Cry.
08-15-2013, 01:42 PM
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[ooc] -- The demon slithered through the caverns with an arched back and low head. Her tail whisked across the stone ground. She had not been so far south before. It was quite the adventure but she missed the north and her Silverback. The woman got in good wit her feline friend. The Snow Leopard chose Canttina as a play toy. The woman loved it. She really did. But, somehow she appeared in the south. A line of caverns. Her nose was moist and tingled from the smell of a male. The demon's mouth watered. Oh how she loved men. A ravaged tongue slithered across her scarred muzzle. She rolled her shoulders and began to trot towards the scent. As she got close to the source a growl ripped through the air that could shake mountains. The woman tipped and nipped his rear with a soft giggled. She licked her maw again before she let forth a little purr. What brings such a lovely snowball like yourself to me today? speech |