tidalwave
09-27-2013, 06:33 PM
And so the woman would come onto the scene, hackles raised, ears pinned, and lips creased into a snarl that only revealed the tips of her front canines. As far as she knew the man had lost, but here he was again, summoning her alpha to another challenge for her freedom. Hatred seethed through her pores as his ghostly figure came into view. She couldn't believe she had been attracted to him, or had even acknowledged his existence. He looked the same, still nasty and self absorbed, only now he had what seemed to be a healed wound on his leg. Had that been the damage Chrysanthe inflicted causing him to lose? She sure hoped so, though she would have preferred his throat ripped out, but she wasn't that lucky, because here he was still standing. "Enough ghost! Can't you see you are putting so many lives in danger over one individual, over your pride? I tempted you and when you made your move I ran like a coward and put this burden on my home. I see now that I should have just went with you." She would say as she came to a stop a safe distance away from him. She knew not to get close enough for him to snatch her up, she needed some room to run away again if needed. She could see he was seething with rage, so taunting him wouldn't be a good idea. She was far too young to fight him herself, or she would have accepted this challenge on her own. "If you wish to claim me right here and now then I will willingly go. Fighting isn't necessary." Of course her youth was talking, because if she knew better she wouldn't be here in the first place. With her muscles tense and her weight pushing on her toes, she would wait for a response, ready to run if necessary. Speech, |