You'll See What I Mean
01-23-2014, 12:11 AM
BECAUSE IT CAN GET DANGEROUS Alas his sister, a kin he could not let venture to far from his mind. Cruella, the only pet to hold any sort of affection, he was reminded of her obedience, her servitude when she snapped so delicately at his chest. Turning his head, he'd gently nip at her jaws, a gesture of affection, as a rumbling sound, grew in his chest. "Alas my pet, I couldn't forget you." Such desolate tones would fill the air, as he touched his ebony skin into her own, crystalline gaze seeking out the orange eyes of his blood as she spoke, bringing a chuckle from deep within his chest. Ah, what a banshee, a figure of nightmares she was. Such affection he would show her, allowing her to breath close to him, gracing her with his touch. Neck would then extend downward, closed jaws seeking to rub against her face, sharing a moment of adoration. Cerulean eyes would close for a second, enjoying her presence, and then he would speak voice a low rumble. "Ah my love, they'll never expect someone as dark as you, my banshee." Lifting his head from her space, he'd stare out across the land, and speak again. "And a land like must harbor many souls for the reaping." |