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Devya


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09-30-2013, 07:55 PM
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The pallid woman that sat before her never once let an emotion slip onto her face, though she could guess that she was not to pleased to see her either. Her name slipped off her silver tongue, tones similiar to her own. Her stoic frame was broken as a sneer contorted her face, words spewing from leather lips. I see my brother had finally asserted his claim over what's rightfully his. It was hard for the babe to keep a snarl from wrinkling her dark features, but she was successful in doing so. Instead, she allowed a sneer to curl her lips, mimicking the arrogance that this dame so evidently carried. "I don't believe you could be anymore wrong." Serpentine words oozed from her lips, it was clear that Ares sister had no idea of her brothers whereabouts.

Claws subtly flexed against the earth, feathery plume resting idly at her hocks, muscles beneath her pelt instinctively readied. "I see you haven't spent much time together since your mother lost what was rightfully hers. Sweets where laced with mild venom, just enough to prod at the porcelain babe without be outright cruel. Blue and green orbs watched like a hawk, looking for the slightest change in Artemis. It was doubtful that the babe would pass up on a chance to brawl with the dame she so very disliked, and frankly Devya was itching to put her in her place, to get the girl off her back. With every moment that ticked by a little bit of her kindness slipped away, setting free the unbridled rage that was so deeply hidden in her, that she didn't even know it was there until now.

Heart pounded in her chest, blood pumped through her veins. Images of her biological father flashed in her mind. His pride, his ability to be so conniving and uncaring. She remembered how she dreamt of following in his footsteps. Dreamt of ruling a great pack that would be feared and respected. And it would all start with this one girl. This one insignificant mongrel. With war raging inside her, the sable dames outward appearance didn't waiver, a small sneer remained fixated on Artemis, waiting for the next clash of words.



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