There Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.

*Anzhelika* · 09-08-2014, 08:22 PM

A quiet shuffle would reach the ivory Queen's ears, her head snapping up as bicoloured gaze of gold and violet landed onto a small, black pup. He was at least half her size, a low chuckle leaving her lips as she stood up, raised posture of tail lifted high and ears pinned forward, shoulders squared and head tilted high in a dominant status. She would slowly sneak behind him, stepping over the male as she spoke, dark and low tones of venom and hate lashing out at the small pup. "Where are your parents, boy? Surely they would teach you to not be so foolish as to disrupting the Queen," Anzhelika would say with a low growl as she stood over the boy, ebony lips curling back to reveal her sharp, alabaster, poison dripping fangs. She would tease this little child and play with his mind, testing him to his limits. She might even decide to favor this pup and take him as her own, if he changed his disrespectful little attitude towards the Queen.

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