Wary Eyes and Darkened Hearts
12-03-2013, 09:08 PM
Blood teased her tongue, her sisters cries echoing in her skull. The girl would rip herself away, doing more damage to her face. Salmon tongue would caress her creamy lips, brushing away the traces of blood. Her sister would fleeing, spitting some nonsense about the carcass. Bitter laughter would follow her sister. Did she honestly think this was about the carcass? No. Not at all. Her sister was a traitor. A traitor being foolishly harbored within the borders of her home. She would watch her sister petite form flee, disappearing into the forest. It was then that she would turn, exiting the scene. One day her sister would learn. -exit- Talk like this |