Blubber in your teeth

Even from her distance, she could see the lazy sprawl of the seal, its massive form blotting out the sleek shine of the obsidian. Insolence. The beach was a claimed stretch, and this lumbering invader dared to sully it with its bloated hide. The sight of her father, Sephiran, domineering in his stillness brought a glimmer to her lavender eyes. Was she going to see her father in action? How brutal would he be?

Ravana’s lips curled, revealing a flash of her fangs before, with deliberate slowness, she descended, making sure her approach was silent, her shadow merging with the jagged shadows of the stones. As she drew closer to the Sultan’s side, she kept her gaze trained on the seal, watching its chest rise and fall in oblivious slumber. Her voice, when she spoke, was soft but laced with dark delight. An indifference to her tone, yet somehow fanatic. “Sultan. Another trespasser.”

Her claws flexed into the stones beneath her, the temptation to lunge gnawing at her restraint. But she knew better than to act without command.


"Ravana Seraphim Saxe"