TOO SICK TO PRAY }solstice challenge

It was simply curiosity that had led the dark woman to the battlegrounds. Fights were powerfully commencing as the militant observed from afar. The scents and vibrations were a delicacy to her senses. She had to get herself closer to the marvellous display. Her eyes spied a lost ebony soul, a boy known as Amarant. Swift and cautious paws carried the shadow-like female towards the boy. She held interest towards him, another young specimen to raise in the art of war. She rested her sickening gaze on him before observing the field of battles once more. She gave a venomous purr as wicked lyrics danced from her languid lips. She flashed a grin, overwhelmed by such thoughts.

"Unsettled disputes." Those were the two words that summed up each and every fight in the field. The Arcanum Chancellor and Queen seemed to be paying Solstice a little revenge, while others wolves had found their own arguments to transform into mindless rages. Every creature was somehow involved. Her narrowed burning eyes scanned for an opponent and a fury to call her own dispute. She was more than warmed up, every inch of her body craving the pounding sensation. All she needed was a spark to set alight.