i'm wasted wasting time

It was a strange trait that a Vi had, this impulsive need to worship and love and have her whole world revolve around another. There was no doubt that it stemmed from the fact that she had been raised to believe that her mother was a goddess and to be worshiped but Vi would never know or understand the delusion of that. But she had always been like that, jumping and skipping for wolf to wolf as they lost their allure, died, disappeared or dismissed her. Usually it was Vi who lost interest in her love interests but recently it seemed they were just disappearing on her. Picking up and leaving without a trace. But she needed to be needed and for that reason it never took her long to find another to push her affections on. But as words slipped from silken lips a strange mixture of emotions rushed over a I that she couldn't quite pinpoint. This woman wanted nothing from her? She didn't want Vi to compete for her love? To kill for her? Never before had one of Vi's interests said something like this, always wishing for the red woman to prove herself to them. So she couldn't help but blink in stunned silence for a moment.

Never did it occur to Vi that this woman might be playing her as Vi has played so many others before. But having never been lied to and having always been on the giving rather then the receiving end of the lie it wasn't something she could even fathom. Who would ever lie to her when all she wanted was to love them. "Then let me build you an empire for you to rule at my side as my queen. There would be no other rank to do justice to such a beauty." Vi had never been one to lead but as hushed words fell from dark lips she couldn't help but wonder if she could. If this woman wasn't ambitious and wanted a pack of her own then could Vi start one for them to build an empire? Or maybe it was time to take a Tortuga back from Glaciem. Her home, her pack now for 3 years of her life. Maybe it was time.

"If that would please you then I shall stay for the time," she would reply, knowing that soon her duties to her pack would call. But if the purple beauty would have her then she would return for her whenever she called. Who wouldn't? Did she live far from here? "I am a wanderer of sorts, my current allegiance to a pack named Ludicael while I search for my brother. Most of my family is located on an island but yes this place calls to me... And yourself? Do you have a place to call home?" Funny how such declarations and words of adoration could flip back to natural conversation so quickly. But. Vi was easy like that, words flowing over her tongue with practiced ease