Enhanced Figurine Dolls
12-07-2013, 11:18 PM
Ears twisted upon her head as she surveyed the land below, her tail twitching behind her as she watched life spin by. The wicked never truly had rest, or reprieve from their evil minds, their minds where always at working, cooking plans on the best way to dominate their foes. Then when one foe was dominated, there was always another enemy to be made, another foe to be snuffed, out. The process would only end when the darkness in their mind was put out by the flames of death, or the warmth of light. Something though caught her attention, something was approaching, the sound of nails on concert made her turn her head in that direction to hold yet another cat. Except this one leapt at her seeming half deranged. Never fear, this was fun and exciting! At first she expected it to be black like Kus, the alpha of one of the western territories. But instead this one was a light brown, and she crinkled her nose at her in amusement. Evil recognized evil, madness paired up with madness, it was common, that was how they existed, if they didn't exist this way the evil ones would have just killed each other a long time ago. "Feline." She greeted back, her tail drumming against the alter that she laid on. This cat had an accent too, so she was guessing that the feline population was not native to this land. So Chill shifted forward, her head stretching out as she sniffed the air. "So I'm guessing your not from the other panthers clan in the west. So what can I do for you?" Chill rose to her paws slowly, allowing the snow to fall away from her body as she took the chance to look down at the muscular creature. Speech, |