ardent

Night Terrors



Azalea

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
85
size
Medium
build
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444
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11-11-2013, 08:30 PM (This post was last modified: 11-11-2013, 08:32 PM by Azalea.)




?Such pleasantries you speak, my little beauties,? The words were enough to send a chill running up her spine, from the base of her tail to the tips of her ears. ?Ah, how the tolls of nature can mess with a mans mind,? Her eyes had fallen upon him, the pale lord who sickened her stomach so. Her ears tipped, not entirely sure what he was babbling about. ?And a womans might I say; this little princess couldn?t even work up the defiance to say no to her fertilisation; her body was so crazed for spawn? do forgive me for reminding you of your animalistic qualities, Valhallan,? She shot him a glare and smiled pleasantly, recovering her good graces quickly. "Ah, it appears you didn't hear quite enough, Isardis. Had you happened upon us sooner then you would know that I have not lied about my body's desires. Mind and body do not always agree."

Azalea looked to Eris and was surprised to find their gazes meet. The plump tawny woman stood, moving to intercept the direct line that was between Isardis and herself. She tensed lightly, standing as well. She looked on at the two. "Such a presence you grace us with, Isarids.." Her eyes narrowed, moving from the she-wolf to the pink eyed devil before her. "Come to do more damage or inquire about your future children?" There was an open challenge in Eris' tone and stance and Azalea took a few quick steps towards her with wide eyes. "Eris," Her tone held slight warning, bidding her to think better of her words. Azalea didn't wish to see the friendly healer get hurt.

Her eyes locked on Isardis, biting her tongue to keep from asking what exactly the pale king wanted. She didn't need him to remind her that he owned the place, which he surely would if she asked any such questions. "Come to take me back?" She asked, putting her attention elsewhere. She smiled a bit, a bitterness in the action, "Or perhaps you come to offer your hunting skills? Your damned little life suckers have me craving deer."