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02-17-2017, 10:28 AM
Her treasure! The demoness is too delighted to spy the golden bird, thanking her bleak Gods as she falls silent, and proceeds to stalk the escaped mouse. Beloved had certainly not expected to meet her again, certainly not so soon, when surely the prey might still readily recall the sensation of the wicked one’s blade, piercing aureate flesh. The promise of that loaned fear draws the she-wolf closer, her small frame following the shadows cast by the strange, natural walls of the maze. Here, like other places, dark reigns in proud empires, allowing the maiden to traipse among them, even when her loathed enemy looms above: the Sun. Though it does not truly harm her, Beloved is a creature of the night and shadow, her eyes unaccustomed to light, and it burns her fair skin, if she suffers its wrath too long. Thus, many realms in Helovia are not meant for her, places she will never go, or dare to prowl and stalk, but in those which she may… The golden mouse titters with soft laughter, and the white wolf stops, her dual colored eyes narrowing suspiciously, a nervous titter likely revealing her location. Giving no time for such a thing to soil her chase, she bolts forth, like the lightning of the land which has leant her refuge in its dark caverns, her lips a wrathfully amused smile. Now her laughter rises, no need for clandestine subtlety in the chase, her pale banners streaming, and her heart alive with the rush of the run. [ OOC: Revengeeeeee also because she might get to |
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@Yael
Feel free to attack her with physical or magical violence at your own risk. ;D
