Wake of Destruction
12-08-2013, 10:44 AM
Her voice was just a lull of laughter, hard laughter. Sadly enough Chill planned on this happening even if she came to this spectating sport. The female tilted her head and smiled taking no steps forward or backwards, fur was lying clean against her flesh as she crinkled her muzzle in delight. What did we have here? A pup that thought that she had enough brains to challenge Chill? Your reputation proceeds you, even then birds sung of what suspicious shits you where. So dear Chill would understand. "I deny your force claim child, we are wolves not horses." She smoothly explained as she placed one paw slightly forward and her weight shifted. If the youngster in front of her head any common sense she would know they where both coated in that same dangerous poison, and that its properties where something nasty. Chill thought would bait this female into attacking her, because that poison on her fur was crafted to paralyze whoever ingested it. Then where was the case of the poison at her paws, that was a whole new type of lethal game she wanted to play. And lethal games where a poison master's speciality, and Chill's name should have gotten around town by now. Hell the bears knew her, cougars, panthers, birds, rabbits, and wolves, all knew of the poison mistress who lived in the north. Her lips peeled casually back in a savage smile, growling working its way up her throat, she had so many tricks up her sleeve today, which one would she use? "And you won't be taking my apprentice...my adopted son either." Or you'll find yourself a painful death here today. Her thoughts echoed in her mind, just one bite from Chill would kill, just one. Speech, |
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