You Can Call me Queen 'B'

She listened intently to the woman's responses, intrigued by her answers. Insane? Isn't everyone just touch mad? Must just be me then.. She thought to herself. Her idea of a pack was interesting, a purely woman dominated group, dark women, even. Raven would have to keep an eye on this daemon's progress, it interested her greatly. Her delicate cranium lifting as she heard a question fall from the demonic woman's scarred lips.

"I have to admit, it was simply something that interested me." She admitted to the other creature. The sultry obsidian fae watched her sit before her, the look in her eyes as she watched the gorgeous ebony woman. She decided to share something with the female timber wolf that would either make or break the situation. Parting sumptuous black lips, she let her voice fall into the air coated in an irresistible purr. "I will be joining the pack called Amenti in the near future, but if you are in need of another dark woman, I'll be your girl." She told the she wolf, knowing the last part of her speech would serve a double meaning, something she would usually use before leaving a man behind, but instead was a way of assuring her place in a wonderful creation, a pack led by twisted sisters.




"Speech"