Time to make amends
07-08-2014, 07:39 PM
Brows would lift when Vi actually agreed to war. She would contemplate it, but make no promises. She said nothing more on the matter, tucking it away for future reference. War. Could be interesting. But for now, a different kind of war was taking place, a war of much smaller caliber. The tension that stood between the two woman was tangible. Vi would stumble over her own words, her own yellow gaze drifting away. She couldn't blame Vi for the way she had broached the subject, there was no easy way to say any of this. A sigh rolled off her tongue It was no surprise that Vi knew that she couldn't be with him, she loved Desiree. But now she wasn't sure that she could even look at Crucifix. "But... He told me that... He stopped with you because... He saw me." Her blood ran cold. Muscles tensed beneath her pelt. Verdant gems hardened into daggers. Lips threatened to curl, but she forced herself to stop. He did have feelings for Vi. Hackles would bristle. "If you would oblige me, I would like to strip him of his rank." Despite her cold exterior, words rolled off her tongue like silk, falling gently into the space between them. Her gaze would lift to meet her Queens.
He had known! Lips finally curled back to reveal ivory daggers as she rose, her body screaming in protest. Rage boiled her blood, sent a fresh course of adrenaline through her battered system. Did he think her a fool? That she would never find out? Haunches would recline towards the earth forcefully, her tail curled around her hips. Her expression evened out into a blank sheet, unreadable. |