One Hell of a Woman
06-01-2013, 02:04 PM
Small drips of blood oozed from her minimal injuries. Blood, abdominal fluid, and hints of entrails stained her cranium, oozing from her fur and dripping from her maw, a testament to her victory. The womb had been torn from her greatest advisory, victory was hers. Her vengeance was complete. The woman would bear the scars of her betrayal until her dying day. If she had a mate, no more would she be able to bear his pups. She had ripped that chance away from him. never again would another's seed bubble with life within her body. The cruel satisfaction she felt from that scared her. She wasn't so mean, she wasn't so malicious but that woman had near led her to her death. If felt good to be freed from such things. Peace settled in her soul. She would return to Valhalla with her head held high and her eyes gleaming with a new passion to help the land succeed. Her name would bring the dame to a halt, her gaze widening and spinning around, horror settling in the root of her soul, she didn't want anyone to see her so... mangled, so covered in blood, she was a formidable warrior, but she didn't like anyone to know this side of her. Her eyes widened as she gazed upon the large brute that had kept with her such good company. Had he witnessed such horrors? Had he seen the decimation of that woman? Fear clouded her gaze and hesitantly she turned to face him, she had intended to cleanse all traces of the traitor from her bodice before she returned home. "Adonis..." She breathed his name almost whimsically. "What...what are you doing out here my friend?" It was hard for her to sound friendly when she had been filled with so much morbid passion a few minutes prior. Speech, |
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