Ill take my crown [Syren family only]
12-10-2013, 08:44 PM
She was strength and power, dominance that wished to constantly assert itself. She was greed incarnate, a possessive monster who demanded ownership of all she desired. And yet, there was a rarer, softer side to Vyvienne. Long limbs carried her towards a familiar smell, acidic gaze flickering between bloodlust and an emotion akin to concern. Her eyes fell upon the girl as she was bathing, tail flickering between her legs. Everything about the dark chocolate girl screamed dominance and power, and yet she was not here to take advantage of her sister, not here to take the opportunity to assert her rightful place. She sought to approach her shorter, younger sister, hoping to press her side against the other?s side and seeking to bring her tongue upon the girl?s scruff in a display of affection. ?Mine,? she growled low and deep. ?Where do you bleed? I?ll help,? she demanded, leaving no room for questioning. Vyvienne was not the sort to give options; Syren would let her address her wounds, and if there was protest, Vyvienne would deliver punishment. |