06-03-2015, 08:00 AM
femme wanders gemstone ridge with orbs observing the terra firm. ebony appendages pull her to safe grazing grounds. emeraldine blades beneath flints. cerulean pools see a new femme. coal hued with blind ambition falling down the cliff. Fatale growls as she observes the two. Master and a stranger. the way her master finds the new femme is new to the ebon fatale. he is not pleased with her. Fatale lurches forward and canters along terra. down the path of the cliff her flints collide till she is upon sandy shoals.
azure pools meet her master and then turn to new femme and she hisses.
you are nothing like my master. you are unkempt and untidy, you are a mess.
femme growls and snaps the air with sharp ivories, near the new femme's hide.
my master doesn't want you here, he's made it plain as day.
femme circles, flints dancing, hips sashaying.
do you think you are a little lost and lonely lamb coming to the slaughter? master will turn you away. He has no need for useless runts.
femme dances over to her master and nuzzles his chest with velvets, lipping his alabaster tendrils.
azure pools meet her master and then turn to new femme and she hisses.
you are nothing like my master. you are unkempt and untidy, you are a mess.
femme growls and snaps the air with sharp ivories, near the new femme's hide.
my master doesn't want you here, he's made it plain as day.
femme circles, flints dancing, hips sashaying.
do you think you are a little lost and lonely lamb coming to the slaughter? master will turn you away. He has no need for useless runts.
femme dances over to her master and nuzzles his chest with velvets, lipping his alabaster tendrils.