Poisonous Endeavours
10-16-2023, 07:31 PM
Did she really have to turn and face the wrath that had shifted into the figure that was her sister? Her vocals were damaged enough from the last time Sanguine went against Lurid. No longer could the Black Dahlia have pups. A future of being a mother long decided years ago. Ripped away from the treacherous living wolf known as her very sibling. Sharing the same blood that pumped through hated veins. Sang wanted nothing more than to watch the light fade away from the colossal bitch. Such a strong and feverish rage built overtime towards the pale woman. It took everything in her not to start a fight right then and there. She was neither strong nor impatient enough to allow her own life to be taken without even putting up a fight.
Sanguine needed to get stronger. To find ways to study more of these poisonous plants that inhabitant these new lands. Lurid may have no use to them; but, if she took a year to begin the process. There would be a day that Lurid would need her assistant and then, she would strike. "Have you missed my beautiful face?" She was not ugly in the slightest. Scars from the past still lingered on those blessed features given by both sister and mother. However, it was the voice that kept males from ever taking her on as a wife. They could not stand to hear her talk. The scratchiness sounds like ice rubbing together. Leaving none to be able to listen when she spoke.
This was another reason why Sang hated Lurid beyond repair. While she could live a life of normalcy. She had left her to live one of misery. No never know the love of carrying pups. To feel their movements inside of her belly. To never know how a heat felt. When one did come, it was full of nothing but pain and anguish. No male dared look her way the moment she opened her mouth to greet them. A path of forever loneliness and hatred was all that lay ahead of Sanguine. And as she turned around to eye her sister, the feelings she tried so desperately to hide shown bright in those heterochromia eyes.
Sanguine needed to get stronger. To find ways to study more of these poisonous plants that inhabitant these new lands. Lurid may have no use to them; but, if she took a year to begin the process. There would be a day that Lurid would need her assistant and then, she would strike. "Have you missed my beautiful face?" She was not ugly in the slightest. Scars from the past still lingered on those blessed features given by both sister and mother. However, it was the voice that kept males from ever taking her on as a wife. They could not stand to hear her talk. The scratchiness sounds like ice rubbing together. Leaving none to be able to listen when she spoke.
This was another reason why Sang hated Lurid beyond repair. While she could live a life of normalcy. She had left her to live one of misery. No never know the love of carrying pups. To feel their movements inside of her belly. To never know how a heat felt. When one did come, it was full of nothing but pain and anguish. No male dared look her way the moment she opened her mouth to greet them. A path of forever loneliness and hatred was all that lay ahead of Sanguine. And as she turned around to eye her sister, the feelings she tried so desperately to hide shown bright in those heterochromia eyes.
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