Snake In The Grass
09-29-2013, 02:35 PM
The man had been watching, waiting, observing the woman for quite some time now. It was apparent that she was hell bound, only desiring an empire based on the success of women hierarchy. How pitiful, yet intriguing. She had many women beneath her rule, all of them desirable in their own ways. She had something to offer, and he too would give her a bargain. Would she refuse, or would she make a deal with the snake in the grass? Claws would scrape bark as he glided down from a high branch, paws kissing the earth in a silent but deadly manner. He could come from anywhere unseen as long as the darkness hid him, the only give away being his bright blue eyes. Salmon colored tongue would caress his inky lips as they creased into a smile, pearly whites shimmering in the moonlight. She was here, he could smell her coming in his direction. With a swift movement he would escape back up into the heights of the trees, laying down on his belly as he waited for his prey to come. He preferred to do his business just out of her reach. She needed to know that despite her petty crown he would always be superior than the mutts. His crown was made of gold, while hers was made of silver.
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