HEAR ME ROAR
06-20-2014, 09:31 PM
She was the pure for of divinity. The woman was a creature of Gods. Her body was adorned in lovely shades of white and grey, with a tad bit of gold along her paws and head. The fae was ultimately beautiful in every way, but that did not make her a fighter. If she were to be rule along side her siblings, the woman would need to learn to fight. She would need to learn to slaughter. She was not afraid to play dirty. The thought of blood slithering down her grey muzzle into the white depths of her fur excited her. Anything to please her brother was to be done. Within, obvious restraints. She was not a cold blooded killer, nor would she throw her life down the drain for another. But, she would do as he pleased without a second thought. The woman would wear a crown of bone. No one could stop her.
The woman marched into the war zone once again. She had won her first spar against Bass. The rather large man was conquered by the little Vixen. Yet, it was but a spar. She was inexperienced but determined to get better. And determination was a killer. With each pad fall she got even more excited, something that happened rarely. Though, she rarely let emotion be shown upon her sultry smile. It was nothing but a simple mask. Her ears ere perked and her mouth hung open for the scents of others. She looked for others to fight, yet she would stop. Her head flung up to call for anyone. Hopefully, a worthy opponent. It was obvious she was eager, yet the call was slightly mysterious to put an edge to the girl.
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