Rate Me or Hate Me.
06-19-2014, 01:53 AM
The painted babe arrived, and much quicker then she had anticipated. She grinned at the stranger, her aura obviously radiating the royalty of a queen. Dual toned eyes roved over the markings upon her visage, noticing that the woman before her was observing her as well. "Take a picture, it lasts longer." She would tease, of course. For it was who the wraith was. Left shoulder rolled forward as her head tilted to the side, one brow raising as her tail remained level with the contours of her curves. The babe's voice would fall upon her ears, audits curved towards her to catch every lyric. "Roman huh? That's a pretty nice name ya' got there. And a queen at that, pleasure." The babe would smile, pearls flashing as she would continue her elocution. "My name is Envy. Envy Rapacity. Tell me, what is it that your pack does? More so, is it worth my time? Is it worth joining? I've got some very useful skills, babe. I'm quite an asset, I wouldn't want to waste my skills in a pack that sits around all day." She would stare at the woman, gaze boring into her as she chuckled, chest reverberating. "Not saying your pack is that way...correct me if I'm wrong, however. I've crossed paths with many packs on my travels here, each and every one of them a bunch of lazy asses. I do hope I can finally rest my weary paws." Her voice was meant to deceive, and it would only hold a hint of that along with truth. She wanted to be part of a pack that would be something. Not a place of invisibility. Speech, |