The Sleep Of The Innocent

*Erani* · 03-31-2014, 07:42 PM

Erani

Themisto and Erani?s attacks hit spot on, a stroke of luck for them. She was unaware of the impending approach of the crosswing marked male toward Themisto, as her opponent fell, snapping at them, roaring curses. She ducked around the snapping jaws, lunging forward in an attempt to grasp the male?s throat in her jaws. Once he was grasped, she would tighten her muscles, flexing her jaws shut like a vice over his windpipe and great vein, counting the pulses through her teeth. Once her opponent was limp, and struggled no more, she released him, whirling at the sounds of scuffling beside her with a hiss of fury.

A large stranger had charged into the fray, aiming for Themisto. Ice thrummed through her, her form stilling, eyes glazing, feral rage roiling in the deep blue pools. ?Stand aside, rogue. This monster is guilty for the rape of one of my members.? Glacial voice rolled over the scene, a chilling wind, and a measure of how deep her rage was at this moment. It was at the danger level, or a step away from the killing edge. She hadn?t spotted the cross marking upon the male?s shoulder yet. All she knew was that he apparently had come to help the male she had disabled.

Her expression was blank, body unreadable as she started forward. The rage. Sweet Luna, the rage in those eyes.

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