Pull The Noose Tighter And Lift A Little Higher

Dione was silent, long limbs pulling her with dancer like grace as she leapt and darted through the woods she had come to know and love oh so well. She had settled her home nearby and now she wanted to speak with the queen here, wanted to see if the lady would allow Dione to expand her territory to here if Dione gave her safe haven and free reign of the land. But instead of finding the quite ice queen she would find a woman of black and white with a backing of all the colors of the rainbow. At her white paws was a body, a ripped and torn body that lay languidly at her paws. Dione would slow, head tipping curiously and frowning. ”Are you quite alright my dear?” Dione would ask, words velvety smooth as they dripped off her tongue. She would take a step closer, eyes narrowed as she regarded the woman, treating the corpse as nothing out of the ordinary, barely even paying attention to it.