03-18-2020, 01:09 PM
i will be brutal
He has grown to enjoy the forests of Beqanna more than he ever did the meadow. This place is far quieter, and he is less likely to be bothered, especially by any new mothers looking to present his latest mistakes to him. Larva has seen them scurrying around – hideous, vile things much like Saon. A frown creases his lips as he slinks further into the trees. Eventually, he finds a nice open patch of land where the sun begins to warm him. His pale green eyes close as his scales flourish across his face and shoulders, creeping up his spine and down his hips.
There is a plethora of thoughts rolling around his head that seek to trouble him, but he casually brushes them aside for now. Things always have a way of resolving themselves without any effort on his part and so he has elected to simply do nothing. If Fiorina seeks him out to dump their little abomination on him, he will simply devour it and teach Priya that her other siblings are fodder. This idea causes his frown to shift upwards into a light smile that just reveals the pointed teeth behind his gray lips.
But the sound of footsteps pulls him from his daydreaming as he turns his head. Larva gazes into the shade for a while, squinting in an effort to see her better. She is not familiar, he thinks, but he doesn’t take off to preserve his solitude just yet. Instead he remains in place with his sage green eyes focused on hers. It’s not every day that someone like Ryatah bumps into an old viper like him, after all. In fact, his lecherous heart spurs him closer so that he might circle her with a keen interest evident in his expression.
“Someone should keep you locked up somewhere safe,” he says with a light laugh. “Or would you rather be stolen away?”
He comes to a stop before her, his greedy smile smeared across his face. His favorites were always the ones who thought they needed a little more danger in their lives.
There is a plethora of thoughts rolling around his head that seek to trouble him, but he casually brushes them aside for now. Things always have a way of resolving themselves without any effort on his part and so he has elected to simply do nothing. If Fiorina seeks him out to dump their little abomination on him, he will simply devour it and teach Priya that her other siblings are fodder. This idea causes his frown to shift upwards into a light smile that just reveals the pointed teeth behind his gray lips.
But the sound of footsteps pulls him from his daydreaming as he turns his head. Larva gazes into the shade for a while, squinting in an effort to see her better. She is not familiar, he thinks, but he doesn’t take off to preserve his solitude just yet. Instead he remains in place with his sage green eyes focused on hers. It’s not every day that someone like Ryatah bumps into an old viper like him, after all. In fact, his lecherous heart spurs him closer so that he might circle her with a keen interest evident in his expression.
“Someone should keep you locked up somewhere safe,” he says with a light laugh. “Or would you rather be stolen away?”
He comes to a stop before her, his greedy smile smeared across his face. His favorites were always the ones who thought they needed a little more danger in their lives.