A Wonderful Day For An Autopsy

N/A · 03-12-2013, 06:19 PM

She remained immobile, a statue that at times did not even appear to breath. Hollow, empty oculars, soulless, peered out from her cranium. surveying the two wolves with little to no interest. She did not care who or what they were. They were meaningless to her, useless. They held no dimension, no space in her realm, but she remained motionless, still and silent. Observing, calculating thinking, watching. It was Wraith that had his fun not Banshee, never Banshee.

The rat scurried upon her cranium, abandoning her tattered audit and trailing down her snout, his tail draping under her eye as he scampered and still the ebony beast did not so much as blink. His tiny paws scrubbed together at the males response! Hot utterly thrilling! He possessed a pair of testicles between his legs! The dame that arrived was unimportant, nor had she addressed Banshee or the rat, thus she was unimportant.

"Muridae! What a vocabulary! How delightful!" Wraith cooed into the air. His body squirming in its delight. He turned his head around, looking to Banshee, for what, these strangers would never know. The statue moved ever so slightly, dipping her head about half an inch, but that was all the acceptance that the rodent needed. "No I don't suppose not... although I much prefer pups while they still linger in there mothers belly. There is so much more to devour once your teeth gnash into their belly.

Speech,

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me