she brings joy and fire.
12-23-2014, 10:35 PM
Silently a countenance of delicate beauty and sweet warp will weave earthward, a soulfelt bow of feminine skull and a slinking lustrous of hugging fibres revealing her hushed appreciation. And oh she cannot wait to sink tooth and claw into the hides of those who dare seek to disrupt the legacy of their Northern Empire. Though Roman may have heard nothing of the trespassers being of enemy intentions, through their foolish migration into icy quarters they had guaranteed backfire. “Of course,” and those darling lips of salmon fold will accompany seated rear; as if physically she had sought to depart from the directness of their meeting – but she will not physically leave until Roman had done so initially. For now, she sought to loiter here; to discover if her hold den was still inhabitable since the loom of her father’s reign. --- exit, assuming Roman’s exit. |
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