the glowstick that just don't learn how to glow
Sugusik
11-03-2024, 07:27 PM
I won't repent for regret The sounds of the woods grew silent, as if holding their breath for wat was to happen. As if they too were excited to listen to bones cracking. The sound of leaves kicking up had the Birch Beast moving towards them. There he was! Exactly like a cowardly rat. His cerulean gaze narrowed and wild on the cream and peach form of the slave. His form stalking towards his victim. A deep rumble of a snarl ripping from his maw. The slave had enough sense to flop. Good but a chase would of been more exciting for them both, pity. He settled his form over the form of Sugusik, paws on either side of his head. A massive paw came to stroke his slave's back, with claws almost gentle but harsh enough to raise goosebumps hopefully. Instill fear like mother taught him, like he knew would eventually control his creamy prize. "You took your allowance to sleep away from my side for granted Sugusik." A purr in the boys ear as he whispered to him. He needed to understand Mut was the master here, and running would give him pain beyond any he had known. "You ran from me when I was so good to you. Guess I need to clip your wings little mouse." his massive paw then moved to the boy's leg, applying pressure, enough to ensurehe knew mut could and would break it but not enough to break it, yet. He wanted him to beg. To understand he lived at muts mercy, that mut decided his fate. Course he could just sell him, but why do that if the boy was useful to him. Walk, "Talk", Think |
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