Cut Vertically, Not Horizontally
12-06-2013, 01:00 PM
| Nausica Saxe |
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Her brother would finally sit, bemused words flowing endlessly from his inky jaws. Brows lifted with mild interest as her brother spoke of their mother. His venomous words shot a bolt of desire through the young girl. The thought of blood had her lips curling in a wicked grin. Leave Tortuga?.Slice Taurig's throat. It was the only thing that caught her attention and held it. Her brother was proposing an assassination on the massive cobalt King. Her tail would twitch as she thought, mulling over the possibilities. "We could kill him. But not yet. Neither of us are big enough to take on an entire pack. We must wait. Wait until we are large enough to kill the bastard and steal the Kingdom." Words grew husky, spoken low enough for only her brother. Her chest swelled with the desire for blood and power. A throaty growl bubbled in her throat, amethyst eyes stalking her brothers still form. For a moment the scene before her would change. She could see herself and her brother, standing side by side, ruling all of Tortuga. Ruling a pack of monsters, a pack that was notoriously infamous. "We will rule." Eyes would narrow dangerously, need burning in her chest, lips curled back just enough to reveal the tips of ivory daggers. Her need threatened to explode, to leave chaos in her wake. The power that ran through her veins was insatiable, constantly wanting more and more. |