I Just Killed My Boyfriend
08-16-2014, 09:55 AM
PM'd Croa to give her a chance to respond before my post so it wouldn't as heavy PP but mixed with no response and others saying that she's "disappeared" (? o:), I'll go ahead with this.
No response found her ears and she accepted it as submission, sweeping forward without pause, without conscience. Front legs would lift from the ground as the celestial phoenix leapt upon the youth, pinning her swiftly from her perpendicular position and wrenching the bitch's jaws brutally apart with her paws. A fleeting ounce of conscience flashed forward and her eyes flashed with memories of better times. When this would have been unacceptable--unthinkable.
But things were different now. Alacritia, the land she'd been born in, had been invaded and ruined and weakened with watered-down blood until their identities did not matter to Jupiter anymore. She'd once been able to respect the wolves that had migrated here and had their families and thrived but it had all deteriorated. They were all insignificant scoundrels, undeserving in a land that could give them everything and yet they were all too afraid to take it.
Jaws clamped down on the writhing muscle and with one harsh, jerking pull, she lunged backwards, spitting out the appendage quickly with disgust. Lip curled and salmon tongue snaked out to clean the blood that had sprayed so quickly upon her muzzle. Hackles raising, celestial eyes glanced around, daring any to challenge her. Others were fighting for dominance while she had taken the tongue of an insolent youth.
Something inside of her echoed disappointment. Though quickly silenced, it was given audience briefly and an answer echoed in her conscience. A monster.
"speech"
No response found her ears and she accepted it as submission, sweeping forward without pause, without conscience. Front legs would lift from the ground as the celestial phoenix leapt upon the youth, pinning her swiftly from her perpendicular position and wrenching the bitch's jaws brutally apart with her paws. A fleeting ounce of conscience flashed forward and her eyes flashed with memories of better times. When this would have been unacceptable--unthinkable.
But things were different now. Alacritia, the land she'd been born in, had been invaded and ruined and weakened with watered-down blood until their identities did not matter to Jupiter anymore. She'd once been able to respect the wolves that had migrated here and had their families and thrived but it had all deteriorated. They were all insignificant scoundrels, undeserving in a land that could give them everything and yet they were all too afraid to take it.
Jaws clamped down on the writhing muscle and with one harsh, jerking pull, she lunged backwards, spitting out the appendage quickly with disgust. Lip curled and salmon tongue snaked out to clean the blood that had sprayed so quickly upon her muzzle. Hackles raising, celestial eyes glanced around, daring any to challenge her. Others were fighting for dominance while she had taken the tongue of an insolent youth.
Something inside of her echoed disappointment. Though quickly silenced, it was given audience briefly and an answer echoed in her conscience. A monster.
"speech"
prone to violent reaction. ic actions have ic consequences and she lives and breathes it.
public enemy #1
crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.
public enemy #1
crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.
because i like it when you're on your knees.