Take it to the daylight!
06-11-2014, 03:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-11-2014, 03:52 PM by Impra.)
ooc: Edited to fix table! c:
Ah, it was nice to be back in the north of Alacritia. She had had a good journey in Siberia, away from the responsibilities of being a pack member. While she had been gone with her close companion, Vask, her pristine icon had become longer furred from the cold, but her heart was iced over, colder than the ice itself that she should thread on with great ease. A scent would betray her coral nose, clinging to her as familiar. Since her return, she had heard of one of her half-siblings, Roman, whom had taken control of a pack of her own. Inspiration by family was the best, wasn't it? Not to this champagne pelted tempest. It only proved they were better than herself, and should she gloat in great amounts, she would not be afraid to slice her half-sister's throat. Tongue swiped over coral lips at the sensation of blood at the thought. However, she would keep up with her pride, and only shed blood if necessary. Coral pads led the tempest toward the borderline of the Tortugan's pride and jest. Ah, she did not care if she would be confronted. She could battle against any foe worthy enough to resist her charming figure. Or she could simply request the Queen of Tortuga, to aid her, as assert herself of royal blood, as an Armada, spawn of Isardis. No matter. Ruby gems would scan the snow-covered heavens, a smile spreading upon her coral lips. This was fine land the Armada would hold in her paw, perhaps a large pack thrived here, or not. It would do nicely should she decide to challenge. As soon as the tempest ghosted past the boundaries, sickness clung to her nostrils, but not strongly as currently violently running. Recent, it seemed the sickness had come and gone. "Queen of Tortuga, Roman Armada, I wish to speak with you." The call was slick and smooth, pouring from the tempest's lips like venom, dripping with honey, as her lithe figure would await the arrival of some lupine to at least amuse her. Royalty in the Flesh |