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07-02-2014, 09:35 AM
The irresistible desire to dominate courses through the adolescents veins, a fiery emotion that begged to be quenched by her own tooth and claw. She had searched Covari for a sibling to spar with, but none of them were to be found within the pack lands. The carmine beauty would need to find a sparring partner elsewhere, and so she would. She would cross the packs border with ease, paws kissing the earth with a deadly silence as she slithered across the blackened sand. Magma hued eyes behold her surroundings, audits perking forward as the sound of rustling within the brush did not go unnoticed. She would freeze, eyes shifting toward the treeline as she waited for her next victim to descend from the shadows. "Speech" |
