We Are Divines, The Apples In Their Eyes.

N/A · 09-07-2014, 06:38 PM

The succubus would nod elegantly when the Medusa would agree to accept her invitation. It was not exactly the time to train her in battle and to feed her thirst for blood, but rather a time for her to question the woman's goals. Perhaps unlocking some hidden desire that rested inside her mind. Untying clues in which would give an idea what she was after or if she was an honest member of Abaven. This was important to ensure the safety of Bass's pack and his members. She was the king's Kashkar and she had no intention in letting the man down. Mind was set to fulfill her role perfectly and nothing less.

The ecru woman would show submission to her authority, though, whether it was genuine had yet to be proven. Toes would shift gently as her mind toyed with the next words to be spoken and the next actions to be taken. So, tell me before we start. . . What are your goals and weakest areas that need improving? You are pursuing the role of a warrior. I would like to see you hunt. . . alone. Yes, indeed watching the gal's skills in hunting would give her an idea of how she would fight. The way she would position herself before the kill, her stealth and ability to observe her prey. Though, no simple rodent would do. It would have to be something a bit larger - a fawn, maybe?

Though, the woman may not agree to such a task. If she were to decline, Venus would welcome a practice spar with the gal to get familiar with her moves; however, she would much prefer to observe her tactics before jumping in blind. Venus herself was not a fair fighter. In her opinion there was one simple rule to fighting, and that was to win. Do not cower before me any longer. . . Instead, prove to me you are worthy of standing proudly in my presence. No warrior of mine will show the cowardice of a pup.

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