GANDHI, MATE, REMEMBER GANDHI
07-10-2014, 01:27 AM
Incisors are tainted red --- haunting, carnivorous, degenerate. The blood that corrupts gluttonous jaws a testimony of the carnage they have provoked, the limp carcass of the victim pendent between them as it swung with every { poised } stride taken. She, a murderous queen lavished in gory embellishments and yet her intentions are entirely pure as she stalks towards the northern region where the Armada monarch reigns, a woman of grandeur that had easily received her rare respect with a gift to prolong her sickly brother?s life-span. Adorning the metaphorical crown of a tyrant, she intends to reimburse the queen for her selfless conduct with the only gift she has to offer --- tranquility among packs and assistance where required. The phantom deity knows not if she has slipped into the woman?s good graces; however, she intends to charm the queen as best she can. Confidence leaks from pallid pores as she approaches the borders of Tortuga?s realm, abstract gaze sweeping through the towering trees looming overhead as nerves prick beneath her flesh. Discarding her gored gift { a bloodied fawn } adjacent to oversized paws, her sloped skull tilts back in slight as ravenous jaws unlatch to unleash a guttural summons for the queen, poise immaculate yet respectful as her howl subsides and pupils search the premises for the familiar physique of her only ally. |