ardent

Take Me Under [M]



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04-05-2013, 11:45 PM
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Oh arrogance, it was something she enjoyed snuffing out. The shadows of the pack had seemed to congregate around their queen. Her violet eyes were locked on the golden female that seemed so content to wander her realm. How many lives did she have to enslave till the rouges got the point? Perhaps she would have to execute a few and place their heads along the border. Perhaps then they would take the pack seriously. She wasn?t against a little body mutilation if it made them get the point. Her ear flicked lazily as she waited for the female to think she had won.

Soon enough the confidant stride that the bitch displayed way enough to ripple her coat into attention. Oh she would be eating her confidence soon enough. She withdrew herself from the shadows and made her way to block the on coming female. Her death was edged in the violet behemoths eyes. Her dark lips pulled back in a slick sneer as she looked down at the female. She knew nothing of this golden beauty but all she cared for was that her head would be decorating a spike right to the entrance of the pack borders.

?Oh, what a pretty little head you have. I think it would look far better decorating my borders with a bloody smile and a loss of a body.? She purred to the female. Her violet eyes lingered over her body. Nothing rang out to her as knowing this stranger and soon she was content to allow her future excitation to deter others from wandering freely around the assassin?s lands. ?The realm treats those who belong well but those that think they can just dance around our home with no repercussions, well let me inform you just how scary the shadows can really be.? She growled, her step pushing closer and closer to fable. Her ears were upright, hair on edge, and her violet eyes spoke volumes of what was about to happen.

?What do you have to say for your transgression?? she questioned, maybe just maybe this bitch could talk herself out of her damnation. ?Tell me why I shouldn?t take your head because at this moment my judgment is for your execution.? She said darkly. She was careful to say each and every word painfully slowly. She wanted to let this bitch know that her life was on the line and what ever the outcome was she would either be enslaved or dead.