LISTEN CLOSELY WHILE I WHISPER YOUR DEMISE

the queen would stand and grin, and it was obvious to jaeger that she was not afraid. she'd quite possibly never been afraid before. did he cower? no. he would stand still, that deliciously chiseled chin held high with stubborn confidence radiating from his bloated crown. he was a finnvi. finnvi's did not cower. his triple coated banner would flick as she leaped from her throne, taking her time drawing closer. she was a dangerous sight, those luxurious hips swaying with her fluid movements. those burning orbs of hers simply captivated the man, he could stay lost for an eternity and be content with wasting his life away...

THWACK! he was literally punted a few feet, maeva jerked from his body upon impact. ill-matched pools widened in pure shock until he crash landed on his shoulder. his face would screw into anger and his voice deteriorated into nothing but a hack, escalating into an irritated snarl as he attempted to rise. after stumbling for a moment, he would finally stand and glare up at the queen while letting a hardened, sarcastic little ha! fall from his lips. of course the cowardice little kitty would retreat to her crib. overly annunciated. cold. venomous. he was beyond recognition.