HELLS ANGELS
12-23-2013, 03:46 PM
Boredom was the only thing showing on the ebony bitch's face as she strolled into the prairie, summoned by the dark feline she had been sold to by her dead lover Canttina. What an unfortunate event, being tied to such a demanding cat. A sigh escaped her dark lips as she padded into view, dark bodice glimmering in the light. Many females had already gathered, racing to be at the beck and call of their master. The annoying, pathetic creature called Chill was there, fawning over Kusugra like a lovestruck whelp. Rolling exotic eyes, the sultry shadow cast her gaze elsewhere, taking in the femme who was clearly devoted to the pussy as well, a bite on her throat displayed like a jewel. Another she wolf was there, a strangely marked she wolf who seemed less than happy to be here. A familiar woman caught her attention as well. Ilja. A high note of laughter trickled from her throat as she gazed at the woman, stuck in the clawed grasp of a cat who would fall from his throne one day, and be a broken little kitty with nothing but a bounty on his head. Moving to stand amongst the few women who had gathered, she ran her tongue over her teeth, taunting the others with the knowledge her silver tonge remained where it needed to be. However, she had other scars, a mirrored slash along her snout, a symbol of yet another forced devotion to a leader she wished not to have. As well, she lacked nipples with which to feed offspring, should she decide to have any. Seating herself gracefully, long tail would wrap around dark tea cupped paws while she waited for the damned cat to speak. She had other things to do, she did not need to be here listening to the ranting of a stupid feline. Speech, |
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