I'm hell on heels, sugar daddy I'm comin' for you

*Maija* · 07-30-2014, 03:41 PM

The marsh was the perfect place to be for Maija. Her mood was pissy (nothing new), but for some reason, the fire could not be contained for her golden frame. Rather than deal with it by talking to Sibelle, she had left her family to have quality time with herself. The flames licked up her form, causing her skin to prickle and growls to threateningly leave through clenched ivories. What would she find in this wasteland of a bog?
The answer to that question was best left alone. If someone attempted to tell her, she wouldn't mind biting a throat or two. Leaf green eyes remained stony, not letting any light into her icy heart. Surrounded by invisible thorns, chains, and ice, Maija's heart remained untouched for almost a year. She despised the man who had entered it, taken it, and gave it back by not promising to be a man at all. Her anger towards the opposite sex was too much for one lone wolf to obtain, but what didn't help was that spring was coming to an end and summer was on its way. Yup, the golden bitch's season was arriving shortly, and she was not eager to see it approach.
Such thoughts remained in her head as she tromped through the bog, missing the places that were most dangerous...Wait a minute and back up. The most dangerous places were the most dark...Choosing to ignore the part of her that was reasonable, she set off for the marshiest piece of bog she could find, intending to have something dark and negative consume her.

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