We Are Divines, The Apples In Their Eyes.
09-12-2014, 06:29 PM
Eyebrows would raise in pure curiosity at the woman's expression and words. The succubus still considered the gal deceitful even though she seemed to take orders well. Perhaps it was a mask hiding her true face. A false good covering over hidden intentions. Galactic vision would rest upon the horizon, taking in the beauty of it all. Thoughts could not help but to rewind to her joining of Abaven. Intentions were not set to stay. Rather, she had sought out the pack for a temporary home while she set out on her journey to lead a pack of her own; however, as time inescapably passed - she had found these lands leaving a permanent etch in her soul. And now she simply desired to lead beside the young Bass as his Naharar. It was funny how time changed oneself. Though, maybe we never really change. Maybe time allows us to blossom, becoming who we really are and we simply get lost in our paths to get there. Marbled eyes would return to the ecru woman and she would speak in her honeyed timbre. Then I will leave you to explore the borders. Though, invisible eyes will be watching. She would take a few steps backwards and give a final, intense look before setting off to her Kashkar duties. ; exit venus unless stopped ; my actions | my words | my thoughts |