Cut Vertically, Not Horizontally
12-05-2013, 04:08 PM
As expected she would be on him, mimicking his movement so that they were never more than a few feet apart. That was the difference between the two; he ignited the fire, and she played with it. Lips would remained curled as he fought the temptation to pin her to the earth. She was his little sister after all, and a Saxe. Their bloodline deserved to be treated like royalty, and he follow that guideline even if it drove him mad. "I have been attending far more important meetings." A smirk would crack his lips as his mind flashed back to the ivory king blinding and castrating their "alpha." A bemused chuckle would part from his lips, and with another step to his left, he would halt. His sister had sat down, and he saw no need to distance himself anymore. Right now they needed to talk survival. "Our mother is a moron." Venomous lyrics would fall as his gaze rose to meet his sisters mirrored orbs. The older they became, the more alike they started to look. "This pack, if it even deserves that title, will never last. I watched the alpha himself be blinded and castrated in battle. He's weak, and because of that we no longer have any use for him." His gaze never left his sisters, and his expression never changed as he spoke. He would pause for just a moment to allow her to absorb everything, then continue. "Therefore, we have two options: Leave Tortuga to find a new sanctuary, or slice Trauig's throat and steal everything he has while he bleeds out." His voice was loud enough for only his sister to hear, because despite his disgust he was intelligent. If any others heard of his threats they would surely be stopped, and that simply was not an option. Speech, |
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