Feel the beat now if you've got nothing left
No, Nova thought to herself.
She wanted to hurt them worse.
Nova didn’t care what was real or not anymore. She lived life on a whim, almost recklessly. It didn’t matter whom she ran into anymore… could she keep them close? She’d begun lying more too, trying to see how far her words could go, her ‘rumors’ as she called them. Nova wasn’t sure if she even had power there… and the massive girl found herself lost in a world that she felt she barely knew.
Nova stopped, her sense of reality shifting in a way that made even the ground beneath her paws feel distant. The once happy girl had begun showing her darker side… that part of her that lurked beneath the surface. The massive rainbow coated girl at the beginnings of a strange woods, ears perked in their direction.
What was she? What was she meant for? The girl’s red eyes closed, a sigh leaving her maw. Where did she belong, if anywhere? Was she even meant for this world?
He padded through the woods, his search for the perfect land and the perfect females to carry on his lineage. The phantoms here didn't matter to him. He was a warrior, a spartan meant to add to the phantom's numbers. His hetero-chromatic gaze touched their forms dismissively. He did not scare easily, they would have to try harder. He was slow moving but in the dim light of the forest his eyes produced a natural shine to them, making him seem like one of the phantoms himself. He could smell one ahead, female and young. Perhaps young enough to teach the ways of the spartan males, and to learn she was meant to do only two things, one less likely than the other. To bear children and be a healer, the less likely was to be a healer. He stayed in the darkness but moved so the female could see his eyes. The darkness they held was a dare. Come if you dare... Her rainbow pelt was alluring with its softer tones, but her mask was that of a skull. Her figure was tall as his own was, yet her's taller. She was young but still old enough for him. She didn't smell of woman yet, she still had yet to have her first heat, which was good. For him that was. He turned then letting his tail touch enough light for her to see it was real. Then he moved further, almost trying to tempt her. He was testing to see if she would indeed follow him, and to see if indeed she might learn. He needed no words only the temptation of his firmly muscled body and a chance to see if she would be tempted to follow something darker into the dark. "Daemon" &"Nabis" |
Daemon is not a nice man, beware when threading with him. He is volatile and perverse, ladies(and maybe some men) beware. His opinions do not reflect his players at all, I love any and all characters.
As his brother and closest companion, Nabis has permission to enter any and all threads he is part of regardless of tags.
The Easter Bunny hops on by!
On her way through, she drops an egg at the paws of Daemon.
...and that might have been dangerous to check out… but Nova didn’t care about danger. She was numb to danger, padding after the stranger with ears perked to catch any noise she could. Her own steps were slow, but only slightly cautious.. “I saw you, the game’s over.” The girl stopped in the darkness among the trees. “If you wanted to hurt me you’ve have done it by now.” The girl canted her head to the side, tail swishing thoughtfully.
“So what do you really want?” Her words, while spoken bluntly, were not necessarily unkind.
She followed readily curious if her expression gave much away. He kept her in his peripheral vision. She seemed to have little grasp of the danger she willingly placed herself in. Some would challenge her then and their for her companionship, but Daemon was quite different. He wouldn't let just any bear his young. Her words brought a harsh laugh to his lips. It was deep and guttural, like his voice was when he finally spoke. "I want an empire. But the question is, what do you seek? You follow so readily, but are you ready to leave what you know for the things you seek?" He stopped walking away now, instead turning and circling the girl once. His eyes were intense as he studied her. Then he moved to seat himself away on a small boulder. The darkness of this place felt much like home to him. HE watched her, eyeing her reaction. HE knew how to draw in females even if it seemed to others he didn't. His brother might of been smoother at it but Daemon knew what he wanted and once he set his sights on something he didn't give up. Perhaps he wanted this girl, to train her into subservience and to teach her how to fulfill her duties best. Perhaps he would take her freedom from her and teach her. But first he would see if he could get her to do so of her own free will. "Daemon" &"Nabis" |
Daemon is not a nice man, beware when threading with him. He is volatile and perverse, ladies(and maybe some men) beware. His opinions do not reflect his players at all, I love any and all characters.
As his brother and closest companion, Nabis has permission to enter any and all threads he is part of regardless of tags.