Rush
03-27-2014, 10:14 AM
The boys pale form would slide into her view, creeping around her under he stood before her, too close for his well being. Eyes would narrow, as her tail twitched at her hocks. He was a foolish boy. His sweet words dripped poison. He was certainly the spawn of something in hell. The Monarch would take a moment to scoff, he spoke as though he knew her, as though he was some special prize that she had stumbled upon. "I don't look for anyone, boy." Words lashed out like a whip against his young flesh. He would learn quickly or risk his short pathetic life. The Queen would not flinch away from his proximity, she would remain still, unfazed by his self created power. He nothing, a mere child. Nothing more. He posed no threat to her. "Do you always tease death in such a way?" A brow would lift as she suggested that today might be his last. Part of her was tempted to claim him, to force him into her ranks as a slave, to teach him a real life lesson. But her ranks already consisted of yearlings, she didn't need another, particularly one who went searching for trouble.
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