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02-17-2017, 09:32 AM
She giggles as he prances, the sound of his feather tips scrabbling against the stone alluring, her differing gaze still lowered, to look upon the illusion of the thing’s eyes, deceived by the guise as well as the serpent. Beloved does not fear, however, finding very little of that emotion inside herself when presented with something as diminutive and weak as a turkey. She does not think of the turkey as being a strong as the stallion falsifying him, whom, albeit old, is far stronger than the bird he currently appears to be. Regardless, there is no ire upon the air, but perhaps that which the snake exudes, glaring and frightful all in one instance, so that the maiden tilts her eyes between the blue-red tissues of the ugly bird’s head, and the fretful snake. As the beak of the thing parts, she inhales a sharp, mirthful breath, her giggles stammering to a quaking, high pitched halt as she instead croons, a sing song noise, before, again, her laughter arrives, more fully than it had before. Now, beneath her, too, her hooves have begun to move, a slow, ceaseless dance from one tip, to the other, to the next, seemingly at random, her pale and inky eyes travelling along the path the dancing tom takes. Mouthless things, Beloved decides, should not smile. The dancing, however, will do. Moving around him in a circular inspection, she is not overly cautious of treading on the serpent, or anything else, for that matter. Inhaling deeply with her nostrils, the demoness recoils, shocked to discover the bird smells like horse, her ears flattened, and her crown pulled back to its fullest, still dainty, arcing height. "Magic is the mad one, is what Beloved thinks," the cherubic murderess chimes, wondering why they called her broken when the world was thus; still, her shock is short lived, her gaze again descending with her crown, so that her pale lips can reach out in curious desire to touch the raised tail feathers of the bird. |
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@Albrecht
Feel free to attack her with physical or magical violence at your own risk. ;D
