jump the gun.

*Satis* · 07-21-2014, 10:24 PM

It takes barely a few moments for the snowy usurper to find the loose ties of her throne; coming to be somewhat casually within the peculiar prescience of her Armada sibling. Satis retaliates instantly, dainty toes splaying to support the weight of her backwards lean; rounded quarters becoming higher than her tapered shoulder blades as she presents her far smaller physique in a submissive bow. Sinew contorts within the tiny gems compact limbs, sustaining her abilities to remain in such a stance as she is addressed by the Queen, "Good afternoon, my Liege," though her feminine tones are far from a plead of weakness, she is respectful. Golden hazel gaze will wander towards the banshees pale toes, dark lashes shielding her pupils from the vision of her sister, though undoubtedly not from her far smaller friend. "Health is kind to me," pregnancy loiters heavy within their proximities, though it is not on the girls nature to pry upon her leader. "I seek only to continue the loyalties I had promised our father, I wish to return to my purpose amongst your ranks."

ooc; crap mobile post.

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