Wake of Destruction
12-08-2013, 07:38 PM
A cat had never been welcomed presence, and yet moments after the pale woman?s brainless declaration, a familiar face would saunter free of his hiding. Kusugra, the beast who had aided the defeat of Valhalla?s equine. She hesitated warily, unsure what to make of the situation; for now deciding to ignore the pale wench the feline had staked his claim upon. ?Your threats are empty, Kusugra,? the oddities eyes would narrow, golden gaze swirling with a suggestion of displeasure, ?Your pet leaves with you immediately, and the boy stays behind. Otherwise I am willing to see you both to a challenge of strength,? her words withheld a void, an almost dull suggestion of watered emotion. No umbrage was evident; no bristling sentiment, only a woman of chaste and defence. |
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