Sizzling Like Your Stare.

{OOC; Drashyyyy >:D}

The ivory Queen would gracefully pace around the large winter structure expanded for miles, seeming even bigger at the time of this winter. She sashayed elegantly down the wall, back and forth, pacing with an almost frustration.

She had remembered the little pale wolf whom she had given the title of; "Little Red Riding Hood." She had resided from the pack of Regium, the name now striking a sort of.. Curiosity from the pale woman. She was a hooded assassin, a demon in disguise.

She could have easily crushed Miss Little Red Riding Hood between her jaws, oh, but she set her free.. Let her go. Perhaps, it was because her new given information to the Queen was so, useful. And of course, if she would have lied to the woman, Anzhelika would simply track down her perfume and snap her neck in two.