The Devil In Stitches
05-12-2013, 02:20 AM
The girl hardly cared for politics. She would miss the white wench that had ruled. She didn't know the silver brute, but neither were big losses to her. It didn't matter to her who ruled. They gave her a home and a place to sleep and take refuge. She wouldn't argue over that so long as it was given to her. She was too crazy, too far deranged to care about much else. She enjoyed her little fixations and desires and that was about it. It was a world that revolved around her and her pretty little body. Her own amusement was what mattered most. She'd listen attentively though and yet none of it was fully intriguing. Instead she focused more on what they looked like. Both new Alphas had pretty bi-colored eyes, the female more than the male, and as far as the announcements themselves went and the shocked looks on everyone's faces at the rank changes, none of it mattered. Instead she looked to the bird that suddenly came and spoke in rhyme. Amethyst eyes lit up as she stared upon the scavenger with a pleased look. A soft giggle left her vocals as he finished his speech. How clever! "Took his bone have you?! Do tell do tell! Is it tasty love? Did you enjoy his flesh? Is his bone a delicious prize love?!" The girl cackled gleefully. She didn't care if it truly was the ex-king's bone or not. He provided amusement to her and she enjoyed it. It riled up her blood and made it sing for her. Automatically she liked the foul creature, even if he was annoying the rest of them and outraging them with his words. Fun! Oh how it was fun! "Speech" |
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