burn through the witches

The howl of her Empress alerted the ebony demoness to a meeting, and she would pick up her tiny paws and force them to move towards the sound. She had not been doing very much lately, simply dealing with the hardships of winter. Exotic optics scanned the horizon as the S.S Antitox came into view, and the little black dancer would hop into the front deck. Spying the demonic duo themselves, she would dip her head respectfully and let soft lyrics fall from her lips. "Good day Queen." She greeted the female timber wolf, grinning. Queen was the nickname she had given Canttina, though she knew her title was Empress. Turning her delicate obsidian cranium towards the other woman, she bowed her inky tiara and greeted her as well. "Lady Ozz, it's good to see you too." She told her and smiled at her in return. She hoped not to insult the superior wolf, for teasing and sarcasm was simply her nature, and was not a conscious effort. Moving to a sheltered part of the gathering place, she sat and waited for what would happen next.






"Speech"