Taste these embers and ash
04-10-2014, 10:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-10-2014, 10:34 PM by Crucifix.)
To the rasp of his tongue she would threaten to put her teeth against its form, and he would smile pleasantly back at her ?Tempting? he would purr with a wink, not quite elaborating on what would be tempting about it. But he would let the banter slide away, she was far more interested in his response of murder, her head tilting to the side as through trying to disconcert the truth within his words. He hid nothing in his expression, despite its natural stance, watching her as her eyes prowled against his and in that expression he could see a taste of something like excitement, clearly she was not phased with the thought of murder and death. ?He certainly is to me, he took something that did not belong to him, and the only way he can pay it back is by giving me his blood. Willingly or not, and to be honest I would prefer not?? here was something of his wilder streak, the harshness he had learned since parting from his family, his time spent alone. He had perhaps found the wilder parts of the wolf ?society? he would frown a little himself now as he looked at this wild woman. ?He owes me his blood, and to have it paid to me in full it?s something I would have to take from him myself.? he said it in almost an apology, the flick of his ears and the half smile on his lips almost telling her the story of that apology. "My sounds""My Soul" |
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