Darkness and Shadows

Her lovely eternal grinner opened her blazing royal blue optics, and her voice rumbled from the dame's grey throat, greeting her contentedly. A smile broke over the petite shadow's ebony lips, revealing her pearl daggers. "How have you been sleeping? Any sweet dreams?" She asked, brushing her nose against that of her beloved. Dreams had never been her favourite things, they usually turned to nightmares of her life before Alacritis. Those ones were never fun, they always ended with her actually losing her foot to the fucker who was banging her father while she was growing up. How she had hated that woman, the she wolf that had tormented her about her real mother's true identity and how she had been conceived.

Dual toned optics gazed calmly into the eyes of her mate, waiting for a reply. There was something in her heart for the bi pigmented she wolf, and while Ryu would never truly replace her first love, Canttina, the Empress of Amenti before she had thrown herself from Cathedral Point and left Syrinx to take it over and turn it into his own little party of whores. Now that Ryu was gone, the obsidian bitch could call it that. Though Ryouta could be quite a whore, she was Raven's whore, and that was that, so she could care less. Her tea cupped paws kneaded against the chest of her lover, sharp claws causing a minute level of pain, which occasionally turned her on, depending on the woman's reaction. She waited, quite curious as to what her mate would say in response to her questions.




"Speech"