Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters

~~Fayelon~~ · (This post was last modified: 02-26-2015, 08:24 AM by Fayelon.)

you fondled my trigger

then blamed my gun

Dragging her digits across the earth's materialized furnace, she came to an immediate stop when the male species spoke. Prompting her four paws on the ground, leaves twisting and turning around her fair measurements. Her claws were in fact extracted to a degree, approximately cutting deep into the fine layers of fertilizer beneath her. The silent reaper was encased with the lovely proximity shades of the darkness, although since his dome was already snaking in her direction she might as well step out of the black blanket. His facade was neither intimidating nor playing any role as a predator, instead he seemed calm and collective almost as if he didn't have a care in the world. Fayelon's apparent change in caliber she managed to allow a soft smirk split her outer exterior complexion.

His tone was on point with the rhythm of the wind, the glorious odor of fresh sea salt in the air beckoned her towards its crusading tentacles of raging current. For a short period of time she analyzed him with soft delicate oculars, her left eye glowed an eerie sapphire blue and her right burned a bright ocean green; giving her straight raven tainted feathers a gleam. Faye ushered her way over to the man, taking in his own posture and the sign of his fur coat. His eyes are what drew in her attention but she didn't dawn on those fiery pupils for long. Once she was satisfied the goddess sat back on her haunches and let ancient remedies of Greece start to pour out from vast chambers.

"Sorry to intrude on whatever it is you were doing. Not quite familiar with these lands just yet, it's easy for someone new here to get lost." Velvet whispers into the wind as she glanced over at the god beside her, she hadn't expected him to be so kind. You last two encounters with brutes didn't go down so well, then again she was "trespassing". The mere thought of those two imbeciles made the tiny hairs on hr neck and spine start to prickle. Shaking their faces out of her mind she focused on the nameless drake, smiling warmly in effort to give back the same vibe he proposed to her. "Names Fayelon Sin'Clair."

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