Black Widow
07-23-2014, 01:13 PM
Schon was usually not a creature of small talk. As the golden creature responded to the Finnvi's speech the girl looked down at her reflection in the lake. "Greetings, divine one." The woman was truly divine therefore she would allow the heathen to call her such a name. Schon would allow her own elegant vocals fill the air once again, her front fore paw slipping into the water to feel the cold liquid surround her ebony paw. "Does this heathen have a name or do I need to dig for it?" The fae saw her reflection ripple, her crimson eyes alive, boring into each other. Schon looked over to the illustrious bitch next to her. Allowing more of her beautiful tones fill the warm spring atmosphere. "I am Schon Finnvi, Heir of Valhalla." She would not be heir for long, but she would not lie. It was against her faith. Yet, she would patiently wait for her comrade to respond. "" |
Warning: Schon is prone to swearing, violence, and gore. This character is a cannibal. Thread at your own will.