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05-05-2014, 04:31 PM
For a moment, the woman seemed to calm enough to pose a question. The Queen would grin, not answering right away. Before she even got the chance to answer, the girl was backing away from her, nearly falling off the edge behind her. Again she lost control, eyes filling with panic as a whine slipped form pale jaws. The little dove had finally realized she was caught. Her grin quickly turned malicious as coral pools watched with interest. "I have a pack, my little dove, one that could help you control yourself, to use your strength that you insist on burying." Velvety words rolled off her tongue, silver limbs pulling her another step closer. "What do you say? Join me?" The Queen had already claimed her with words, now she could either come willingly or blood would be shed and it would not be pretty. Dark jaws salivated at the mere though of tasting this woman's blood. Jaws parted fractionally, salvia dripping from her lips. Eyes continued to the roam the woman, watching every twitch of her muscles, nostrils inhaled her scent, she would practically taste the fear.
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