DARK HORSE
12-08-2013, 09:54 AM
She had met many an inquiring strangers in her short time of travels, perhaps none were as inquiring as the male before her. His albino features were god-like, the coat the he carried glorious, a male fit to her state of royalty. A king, someone who's standards seemed to meet her own highly risen ones. What a glorious gift. His jaws would move close to her, and she felt her own body reacting, her head lowering to meet come close to his, violet pools burning in her skull as she stared down at him. Her breath whirled in the air, as a chuckle left her, her jaws close to his, as she heard his nickname, viper, it was so suiting. He proposed, asking of her travels, and she blinked slowly, the movement the only reaction she allowed to leave her as she formulated words to his questions. His musk, the scent of him was alluring, and oddly comforting, it was such a strange mix, strange, indeed. "I traveled here searching for a man, a legend my mother spoke of.A king." She would pause, a visible smirk pulling to her jaws, "I saw the fall of a kingdom, tell me, what evil resides that I should fear here?" Her gaze would not waver from his body, and she would speak, again, a last time. "Tell me, Isardis Armada, have your travels ever led you to the lands that were ruled by my mother, Nephisa? Surely a king such as yourself, has experience such delight. The question would be a slight breath, with a teasing ting to it. Speech, |