Poisonous Endeavours

To Sanguine's credit, she did not flinch as Lurid snapped the air between them with a furious clack of her teeth. Even though all it did was accentuate the rage of the moonlit goddess before her. There was a silence between them, and Sanguine was right to assume that Lurid's anger only mounted the longer that silence stretched. Those sandpaper vocals did finally fill the space between them, but the words were not what Lurid wished to hear. 'I have no excuse. We simply just… went our own paths.' Taking a deep hissing breath, Lurid let loose a growl on dual-toned vocals. The sound was usually enough that it intimidated most, though her sister might be used to it by now. They had always clashed, but not like this.

"Took our own paths did we?" The demonic woman said, practically purring as the edges of her vision began to turn red with rage. "Never again." The words were said calmly, but the shakiness in her voice would give away her dangerous anger. Then, Lurid struck. Her fangs were aimed at the side of Sanguine's face, between her cheek and her eye, where there was enough skin and meat to grasp between her jaws. Her goal was to bite deep and latch on, she wanted to leave a mark and she wanted to make it hurt.