Beg for it

                    entranced, the viper maneuvers upon willowy appendages with the finesse of a fledgling queen, each stride elongated and pronounced despite the lingering sensation of apprehension swelling beneath taut flesh. and her pupils are frantic in their rigorous scrutiny as she ravenously indulges in the foreign sights proffered to her, intrigue inherent yet contained as she attempts to maintain pace with her mother. it is only once the silver wraith ceases to navigate further that the babe’s own saunter is stunted, her miniscule skull then inclining towards her mother’s familiar visage as a tacit query graces her shadowed countenance in the form of furrowed brows. for the viper is uncertain as to why their presences are warranted so far from home -- and in a location so eerie and enigmatic, and foreboding.

a snarl contorts the babe’s facial features as her mother’s demand permeates the temporarily silent atmosphere, hackles prickling duly upon the length of her serpentine spinal column as indignance breeds and festers within. and her vermillion gaze drifts toward the veiled forest as she exhales a disdainful snort, rolling her shoulders in an unperturbed manner as her mother unleashes a curt summons for someone unknown. “monsters won’t eat me; i’ll eat them!” the sovari huffs assertively as her mother’s howl subsides, attempting to retain beguiled composure even as trepidation worms through her conscience. however, the viper is quick to shuffle closer towards her mother’s right forelimb -- just in case any monsters do manifest with the intent to devour her.

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