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01-24-2016, 09:06 PM
There was a chill that settled along her spine, that pumped with the pulse of her very heartbeat, flowing through every vein and permeating every orifice. Rhiannon relished every second, every step further into this frozen kingdom, letting the cold seep into her core and dance with the chill in her heart, a tingle of pleasure caressing her insides. Where the chill might ward off some, it did nothing but reassure the brindled beast that she was home. The Aurora Basin looked quite like she remembered; the reflective lake loomed in the distance, the thick tundra grass and green needle-trees reminding her of her younger years spent within this same place. How many times had she trailed along at Crowley's hooves during his meetings or private affairs? It was so good to be home... A pleasurable sigh left the brindled devil's lips, dual-toned eyes surveying the land that was as intimately familiar to her as her last bed-mate. Zandora's earlier words rang absolute in her head; Deimos was still Lord of these lands, but Hotaru was a Lady. "Harrumph." Thought of the coral-colored maiden was enough to be a momentary nuisance, but Rhiannon pushed those thoughts aside to be dwelled upon by another time. Eventually she would cross paths with her previous mistress, and then, and only then would she allow herself to dwell on the past. For now she had the future to look towards, and that would be here, in the Basin, should she be allowed to call the place home once more. With a lazy, yet confident sashay, the dark unicorn crossed the white snow covered ground to the lake, lowering her maw to the reflective surface and lipping at the ice-cold water before drawing in a few deep gulps. A flick of a frosted tail, a quirk of an ear, and Rhiannon waited. ooc: I would like if Deimos posted before anyone else jumped in. Thanks! |
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