I hear you screaming my name

*Isardis* · 12-17-2013, 09:21 PM

It was with the dangerous ease he was so familiar for that Isardis would slink silently from the confines of Glaciem?s pine forests; a demon crafted by the fingers of several angels, perfection even through the battles that hid unknowingly beneath his flesh. So effortlessly he could have remained unseen until the last vital moment, camouflaged against the pristine snows of his Kingdom, silent as dainty paws would waft his body so seamlessly towards the small crowd that brewed. Perhaps if he weren?t so proud, so consuming, he wouldn?t have let free the eerily impressed chuckle that would roll his tongue; breaking his disguise as he seemed so bemused with Liberty?s words. She was still so convinced The Siege had all been for her.
However something would cause him to pause, the realisation of the babe that had drawn so much attention, stopping within his tracks as ruby gape would come to rest upon the candy structures of a lamb so divine, so perfect. Muscles shuddered beneath his skin, and for a moment he almost presumed it was a long-lost child of his own, and yet the child?s scent was so unfamiliar. Corals tilts would bring him closer, cherry nostrils eager for her infantile perfume, and yet still it would fail to reveal her secrets. ?What a sight you are, little miss; even in your age you are a splendour,? lips would tweak as he continued to take in the situation. Glancing to Sendoa, still aware of Liberty and genesis? presence, ?What of the whelps mother?? So tempted he was, to claim the small girl as his own blood, her regality great enough to please.

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