They Say We're Crazy

*Jupiter I* · 07-27-2014, 12:14 AM

Strings of her veins thrummed with discontent at the brute's presence, a low bass chord of warning buzzing in the back of her mind. She had dealt enough with the mentally unsound to know when she trifled with one and this brute was no exception. Her discomfort remained tucked well away from showing outside, settling to dwell within her gut rather than outwardly expressing itself as the male wolf spoke. Her brow quirked as he addressed her as queen and she couldn't stifle her slight chuckle.

"Queen... at least you've gotten one thing right," she responded neutrally. It was then that he thoroughly ignored Mercury, taking long strides until he was only a few feet away. Sultry voice drifted to fall upon deaf ears. Jupiter offered him only a flat gaze, while Mercury bristled more.

"Not in a million fucking years," the tasmanian devil snapping, spit flying from his gaping jaws, on a path straight up to the male's face.

"This is Mercury," Jupiter introduced, tone almost... bored, and certainly unimpressed. "Mercury is aware of and trained in seeking out every vital point on a wolf's body, and particularly likes Achilles heels--and has ripped out one before." She paused, and sighed. "For your own safety, I suggest you back off."

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They Say We're Crazy

Jupiter I