Wicked. How else could you describe her? Like a hawk eyes a mouse, Seiren eyed Jackal. He seemed delightfully sad, the poor little thing. He'd just happened to run into a lioness on this day, one who sharpened her claws daily. She listened to him introduce himself, "I'm Jackal, and this is Dei." What sweetly sounded names they were given, anticipation rattled up every bone. It had been so long since she'd taken advantage of a poor soul. It was beneath her, but why not. colourize-stock @ deviantart | lindalees @ deviantart
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Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal]
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Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal] - by Seiren - 06-25-2012, 07:47 AM
RE: Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal] - by Jackal2 - 06-26-2012, 10:38 AM
RE: Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal] - by Seiren - 06-28-2012, 04:15 PM
RE: Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal] - by Jackal2 - 06-29-2012, 02:04 PM
RE: Silence Isn't Always Bliss [Jackal] - by Seiren - 07-03-2012, 10:52 AM
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