A Spoonful of Sugar...

*Dægmar* · 02-09-2014, 11:02 AM

Poison dripping off my fangs...

D?gmar flinched a little as the wound on her should stung. She had gotten into quite her share of spars lately and it seemed her shoulders were popular targets. Leaning down she licked gently at the wound to help ease the inflammation. Her immune system was strong and thankfully none of her wounds had shown signs of infection. Well? if they did she could always look for a healer. She'd even resort to capturing or threatening one if she had to but that was always dangerous. Her knowledge of herbs was limited. She could easily be fed poison and not know it.

The mottled beauty rolled onto her back and stretched herself out, absorbing the heat. A contented sigh slipping from her maw. This was the life?

Do you like riddles?

For a moment D?gmar wasn't sure if she'd really heard the voice. Slowly her eyes opened, a grin on her face as she rolled onto her side, emerald eyes peering down into the garnet gaze of a handsome stranger. Her tail flicked. Well, well? the fates were smiling on her today. He was a strong male, well-built and large as she often preferred. Smaller males were to be mauled and toyed with.

"I am not an intellectual, dear stranger. I prefer to communicate by more?" she rolled her shoulders slowly forward, "?physical means. But I am in a much contented mood so I'll bite. What riddle would you ask me, blood eyes?"

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A Spoonful of Sugar...

Dægmar