Bloody Brilliant
12-04-2013, 06:47 PM
The dame spoke of a harsh past, with a family that seemed to remain altogether happy despite it. When the woman spoke, her eyes seemed haunted, her conscience clouded by memories. A sharp jerk of her cranium startled the giantess with it's abruptness, but she did not show it. A soft curving of the lips revealed the tips of her formidable canines, a glint of pearl against ebony. Short banner would beat upon the ground, raising a small cloud of dust which stained the pure ivory tinting slightly. The fiery furred woman would speak, her voice soft and content. "I hope that you do as well. I never met my real parents." She responded, her voice but a murmur. Violet gaze would fall to the terra, large alabaster lined ears flickering a few times independently. Tea cupped paws would flex, claws digging into the dirt as she remembered the stories her adoptive mother had told her about her parents' demise. Speech, |