War Pigs

*Vyvienne* · 11-19-2013, 02:03 PM

Vyvienne did not like sharing her home with strangers. She?d tolerated it for a while in Valhalla, yes, for that land had never truly been hers. It had been weak, and she could never own something that was so weak, unless it was the shaky boy she?d claimed a while ago. The child was displeased to find herself living amongst filth, and today she was displeased to find more filth at her borders. Lips pulled back to reveal ivory incisors, her form powerful as she stalked forth, heading towards the man with intent. Acidic gaze settled upon him, and although the girl was merely six months of age, she still held a rather intimidating aura about her.
"Leave,? she demanded harshly, her vocal tones malevolent and powerful. His presence was not wanted here, and if he left before her father came to attempt to pull him in, he would ultimately be better off. Vyvienne had no desire of him being here, no desire for the others to be here, and if they did not obey she would crush them.

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