SEVEN NATION ARMY
10-21-2013, 04:15 PM
The insane woman led her group across the plains and passages. She moved from the north to the Vericona Plains with ease. Her paws carried her, her body was nearly fully healed. Her left fore paw still annoyed her but she walked on it with ease. Her tail was still hurt but it was not a vital wound. Her shoulders were scarred, fur was missing, it was ugly, but healed enough. She stood with complete confidence. Her face was covered by a crimson stained mask. Her nose pointed up as she trotted along. The woman slithered closer and closer. She had no care. The calls of pain entered her sensitive ears. The behemoth puffed out her scarred hackles and let forth a rippling growl. She ran in, growing close to Isardis. She let forth an insane cackle before her snarl, raising her lips. The daemon looked down at the corpse and giggled some more. Canttina dipped down and nipped a piece of skin and flesh off before she devoured it. She groaned in delight. She looked back up, her eyes scanned the scenery. The bitch waited for the opposing side to approach, ready, confident, and excited. for SEIGE |
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