Feel my serpentine
12-06-2013, 05:22 PM
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At first the russet male's silence worried her, but Ravage refused to let any anxiety show on her face. She would stare right back at Syrinx, watching as he neared her. At last his words would put her worries to rest, and she eyed him with new regard. The woman placed a serene smile on her charcoal maw, her instincts never failed her. Perhaps it was the fiery coat that convinced her to place some trust in this stranger, or perhaps she was simply feeling reckless that day. Regardless, it appeared she and Syrinx were of a like mind. She was new to these lands, and a worthy ally was a rare treasure. "You are not chaos." She whispered almost sadly back at him. "And you are not my master." He would need to use more than words to convince the demoness to join his fold, but Ravage intended on giving him ample opportunity to prove himself. For now she would move away from him, keeping some distance between their bodies. If he wanted a chase, she would give him one. The dark coated female turned away from her companion, inwardly hating herself for offering her back to another, and proceeded to walk slowly in her chosen direction. "Fire is a true glutton, it seeks to engulf and devour everything in its path." She would speak, loud enough for him to hear even if he didn't follow her. |