let's paint the town red
03-04-2014, 11:38 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-04-2014, 11:41 AM by Neios.)
OOC: saf gave me permission to throw him in here, hope that's okay dio :)
Protracted limbs would push the boy onward as he pursued the winding trail of his new adviser, her robust perfume guiding his eagerness to be by her side. She had been the only bitch capable of dominating him besides his mother, which in the end had proved to be a short lived victory. Little had the wench known he was a very obsessive little boy, who often tracked those he felt would benefit him to the point of madness. He seemed to always be there now, following her about like her shadow, only leaving her a few hours here and there to herself. He was oftentimes silent when by her side, as he only wanted to be with her, and would often attempt to push all other company our of their world when he was. He wanted her to himself. Just as he had with Newt, he would obsess over this woman emotionally, while desiring her physically. She would be his reason to persevere. A small figure hung lifelessly from tightly clenched jaws, the cub's blood staining his curled lips and throat as it seeped through the corners of his mouth. He had managed to stealthy abduct the pup from a rogues den while searching for something to capture and experiment on, and had left only his distinct scent for the mother to grieve over. Should they cross paths again she would remember his unmistakable scent, and he would kill her just as he had her pitiful child should she seek revenge. He was not afraid of consequences, he anticipated them. Tongue would roll over the pups fine hairs as a snicker lifted his lips, his head tossing back as he threw the body into the air, making a game out of tossing and catching it into his mouth. The wenches scent was overwhelming now, an indication that Cataleya was very close. Hopefully she would be pleased with the prize he had brought her, as he planned to dissect it and teach Cataleya things he had learned while in the moor. He would break free from the vegetation and a large ship would come into his vision, two figures standing a few yards away from the towering boat. He would sprint toward the duo whilst throwing the deceased pup into the air, continuing his little game as he effortlessly strode up to them. He would slither beside his adviser, his mouth agape as he dropped the lifeless pup at her paws, a peace offering to say the least. He would pay no attention to the stranger or the business being conducted before he had shown up. He would remain silent, his amethyst gaze rising so that he could see the first expression to overtake her features once she realized what he had brought her. Speech, |
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