Alone in a world so cold

*Isardis* · 12-29-2013, 12:52 AM

The albino chuckled weakly, utterly bemused by this unfamiliar?s nerve to overstep his imaginary line; the words that sunk from foul lips were enough to crease his mind into wavering, internal grins of pleasure. Isardis pressed closer, the duo no more than two meters from one another as the King stood proudly, muscles rigid in preparation to retaliate to any false movements. ?It?s nothing to me, as it is to you, trespasser,? voice was folded about the edges, flickering with the delights of the ebony?s presence, ?Your wellbeing depends entirely on your words, your actions, your intentions; or is your brain as useless as the rest of your senses?? well, he had been foolish enough to cross borders unseen, he was probably foolish enough to make yet another wrong move.

Isardis wouldn?t spare a second to skin the man from head to toe, if he proved to be of any threat to Glaciem?s health or numbers. Or perhaps Isardis could really play the game, and force-claim the creature where he stood? To force him into a life of enslavery. Oh no, he would be no less than a nuisance, useless to have around. He stood tall, proud; dominance evident within every molecule of his being, tail lifted as hackles bristled, the smirk that wound his lips defying the aggression within his stance. He quietly prayed this man would make a wrong move, for it would keep him wholly in practise with his ways.

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