When The Sun Dies and Night is Calling
09-29-2013, 09:05 PM
Moonlight colored eyes observed the battle, right down to when Alena faltered and gave up. No judgment came from the serpent, only dismay and disappointment. This certainly made things inconvenient, but the midnight mistress would merely smile and laugh, amused. Oh, this was bound to be dramatic, and she did not mind the dramatic, so long as it did not threaten her sun. ?There is more to a pack than welcoming every beggar that comes onto your door,? she dismissed the skull-wearing girl simply. ?I have felled giants, miss, and I will make you fall as well. I look forwards to the day when our bodies press together in the most lovely intimacy,? she crooned, the harlot of course referring to the intimacy of battle.
Her lap dog would arrive, and Medusa would laugh at her. ?You speak such heavy threats. If you truly wish to protect your lover, you would fight for my head here and now. Otherwise, you are a pathetic guard,? she told the woman, tail swishing behind her dangerously. Gaze flickered between the two women, grin still plastered onto the serpent?s face. ?I am going to retrieve my children from my home. If either of you try to pause me in doing so, I will remove your tongues. Then you will be of no use to each other, and your voices will not strain my ears,? she said. No, she was not truly bothered, but she wished to irritate the females beyond tolerance. Oh, she wanted to piss them off, and perhaps if she did, she could truly show them what they were up against.
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