Too Little Too Late

The white child seemed completely awe stuck, eyes wide and jaw unhinged. The grin would widen and spread across the she demon's face, obviously soaking in the attention and awe. It might as been have been what was keeping her alive from the way she drank it in. Words would slip off the girls tongue, an easy compliment and Dione would grin, tipping her head languidly and chuckling. "Thank you my sweet?" Words were a purr as she continued to study the white girl, though there wasn't as much to study. Her tail was long, that was cool and the black marks on her face were interesting. Purple eyes. Dione wasn't entirely sure where she stood on that but all in all nothing spectacular. This coming from the woman who only wanted to skin another wolf and wear them as a coat so it wasn't always a bad thing when she didn't find others attractive. After a moment the white child would speak, introducing herself and Dione would grin pleasantly. "Hello Mercy. I'm Dione Lydia. Call me whatever you like though." She would say languidly, flashing her an easy wink as she chuckled. Finally paws would drop to the ground, shuffling back a bit so she wouldn't have to crane her head all the way back to look up at the much larger girl. "So my dear, tell me. Why out here all alone?" She would ask, head tipping again as massive ears framed her face. Eyes would glitter beneath neon green tuffs of fur, smile toning down a bit so it would just tip up the edges of her lips a bit rather then grinning like a mad woman.

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