seven ate nine
02-02-2014, 01:22 PM
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filled with excess demons ya'll can bring the exorcism The behemoth stared deeply at the woman before her. Her muscles were relaxed but her tail was slightly high to assert dominance. Six was no push over, even with random bitches that wished to mingle. Her guard would not be let down. Her guard would never be let down. The other girl had a mysterious vibe about her, yet everyone had that mystery factor. It was a thing with Wolves in Ala. Six remained standing with her head tilted. Those lovely eyes did not waver from the other's green eyes. She searched for answers silently with those deep pools of velvet. Though, the other's words filled the air in a soft chime. Simple riddles were let forth, yet Six could care less. They all had stuff on their mind, what was new? Even the simple minded had thoughts hounding their very existance. Six merely nodded before a name was heard. But, the black and white girl was more interested in the pack name. Amenti. The pack she wished to take. SO her assumptions were true. The daemon was urged to let forth a light giggle but she decided against it as the other beckoned for a name herself. "I am Six." The way the luxurious woman spoke could send goosebumps down a Wolves back. She fluttered those lovely lashes as her smirk grew, "Of Glaciem." Six tilted her head in the opposite direction. "Tell me of this Amenti, do they prosper within the North?" The daemon beckoned answer, she could care less if she got them or not. Nothing would waver her goals. |
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