Sticks and stones won't break my bones
10-18-2013, 05:24 PM
Her new home, those words sounded so foreign. She padded slowly next to Canntina, allowing for her injuries. Illja was not a person that normally had a home. The empress carried herself with pride, yet she was so injured that it seemed she had been brought back from the brink of death. Before the river of night had taken her as it's own. She should have looked frail, delicate, breakable. Yet the skulled fea looked about as breakable as the mountains. Illja could not wait to see this tribe of females. "I thank you for letting me join your ranks Canntina. I cannot wait to be among sisters, toy about with bastards, the females too." She smirked and looked at Canntina. Her paws kissed the earth in a slow rhythmic pattern as she seeked her new home... -Exit with cantinna- |