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06-05-2017, 11:38 AM
The boy’s pet tempts her to smash it more than he does, to be honest. She returns its malevolent glare with her own, and bares her white teeth at it aggressively when it dares to growl at her. Quickly back to her head-tilted, peculiar stance when Kuuma scampers beneath Zubari, however, her crown quickly rights itself, when he retorts. Her giggles become laughter, again. "Oh, you watch us? You know?" she giggles, her mud slaked tail splattering dark murk across her sides as she narrows her eyes upon him, "no. No. You watch someone else, boy. For Beloved does not burn. Beloved rises." The presence of her Master is always so obvious, and enthralling, that whatever titters or remarks which might continued to have arrived to her lips are sated, while the flowers bloom over the boy’s offered trinket. With a gleeful smile, her ears lift from where they had been pinned, and her chiseled crown swiftly twists to stare with wide, childishly happy eyes at the black blooms. "Take it, take it," she longingly hisses at the appearance of the pendant, no hesitation between the revelation of its familiar shape and the rise of her command; with a delighted intake of breath as his companion grasps it and places it upon the spotted child, she happily giggles. Reaching out with her lips, suddenly the opposite of violent, to touch it gently of Zubari lets her, she nearly sings: "The Mark of the Master." Who chides her, for her crude ways, but also thanks her, for her diligence. With a grimacing smile, she looks to the pillar, her hooves dancing beneath her as she pulls away from the boy, and continuing to do so, even after she stops to stare at the tower of Kaos. Whining giggles stammer from her as she peers up at the sky, much like a child admonished by a beloved father, with ears splayed, and her wicked eyes wet. "We were to teach him, truly," she explains, "they just never listen to us, Master! The softer the pelt the fuller the ears. But he will know, soon, yes? We will show him, Master and Beloved, and Her. We will." |
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Feel free to attack her with physical or magical violence at your own risk. ;D
