Guage

The panzram of a beast sauntered with a grin upon her inky lips. There was such evil that radiated from her rather large bodice. The girl looked of pure darkness. Her fur ebony except the metallic silver that slid down her frontal bits. Her fur had a purple hue like the rest of her family. The saxe beings were known for the vibrancy of their fur, but it was only shown in the purest of nights. Nausica slithered through the forest with ease. Huge paws hit the earth with ease, making a stamping ground with each step. Her ears were perked and her tail slightly erect. She had no care if others knew she was coming. There was no reason to hide a 40 inches tall wolf. She used brute strength, not the shadows. But, she remained unseen by the delicate being her eyes feasted upon. A russet and alabaster fae, smaller then Nausica Saxe herself. The daemon slithered closer, coming from behind. Yet, as the russet babe sat down at the side of the water the ebony killer moved closer with complete ease. "Such a delicate being at peace, it sickens me." The woman moved to sit to the right of the other girl, not afraid at all.



Speech.