I Just Killed My Boyfriend
08-11-2014, 12:08 PM
The eerie cry for battle drug her from her depressed reverie. She pulled herself lazily from the ground, near the border where she sat and wasted no time in heading towards the battlefield. It was a call for her father, and the caller was familiar. It was the wolf who had called for Athena Armada's newly earned throne. Her brow furrowed over her dull violet eyes. What in the hell? Her ivory furred legs pulled her over the marred battlefield, as she heeded to the sound. She could see him there, the grotesque creature and untainted royalty of the Armada sire. There was another, but Roman paid her little mind. She halted to the side of the upcoming fight, her tone raspy and soft as she encouraged her father to destroy her opponent. "End him, Isardis." She wanted to see this creatures blood stain the ground the stood upon. Perhaps that would make her feel better? Greek had scarce left his mistress's side since the loss of her unborn, and this time would be no different. His gray eyes studied the scene before him, that Roman had led them too. It would be that wolves would fight to the death? Both were strange looking creatures. His eyes narrowed slightly at Roman's words, but no words would leave him. He would merely watch. Greek Speak -- Roman Speak |