too sick to pray

Meinx was growing darker by the day, her father was gone, her sisters where stubborn enough to leave. She was bored, and wanted something to occupy her time. She would raise from her slumber, quickly pacing to see what the excitement was all about. It was about time something interesting happened here. Her gaze was hungry as she would examine the victim before her, standing confidently beside her queen. A grin would kiss her ebon lips, delightful wasn't it? To see a queen trapped in our own little web. Her tail would sweep briefly against her heels, looking occasionally to the crowd that was presented. " A fine prize! We should be on guard, im sure the Solstice members won't be happy... the king may bring back up." A fight, a fight! the thought alone sent her mind reeling, Was meinx becoming more Savage? Lost? different? had the loss of her father taken a bigger impact then she expected? her gaze would fix upon Sibelle, looking upon her state- how many knights would come to fight for her freedom?