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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 6:18 pm

Simple phrases yet undefined and rather blurry managed to pick at the she-wolf traveling back into her darkness. Her eyes glowed so eerie in a defined dangerous green as her bottom maw hung open slack with a frothy spittle sliding towards the dreary ground beneath her. She heard lyrics of voice as melodies tragic and diverse screwed with her mind. Twisting her head this way and that she searched for the answer to her God's query. She'd find one of yes and find out the interest he sought in them. The Queen spiral loved a game that tickled her senses as her feet stepped lightly among the soft earthen ground beneath her. She'd find one... soon.

"Here you are deep in my wood.... Challenge my dance... Kasdeya dare you....." she murmured with a soft laughter. For the dark wolf knew if something was perplexing her God then indeed there was a reason behind everything. Answers were merely a query woven in the weaver's complex web.

Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 6:55 pm

It was the darkest of nights, and that was how she liked it. The moon shined down into her clearing, bringing in an eerie light, making the blood that covered her hands and chest seem to shine with and unholy light. The female let out the lightest of content moans as she tore the heart of one helpless rabbit asunder, the liquid gush of blood covering the grass beneath her. "Your life serves a wondrous purpose little animal...do not fear..." she pet the soft fur of the long dead rabbit, she leaning in to lick one fast trail of blood from the fur before tossing the corpse into the blazing bonfire that rested at the center of the clearing. It was the night of renewal, the full moon would bring the power of youth to her again, with the sacrifice the darkness was sure to be appeased.

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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 5:25 pm

To the twisted wolf's delight she stumbled upon a blessing, never a curse in her mind. An answer to speak in fluid twisted tongues to her personally. How lithe a creature this maenad was in the dark wolf's eyes. Yet she was crafty and harbored ill will to even the smallest of creatures. Delightful indeed that it would trigger genuine interest in her God.

Sitting there with her tongue lolled down her maw as it dangled in the wind the wolf was quite intrigued. She was more intent on studying this prey rather then tasting it. If her words were to intrigue then she most likely should simply hold a vigil. But being who she was her voice sooner or later got the best of her.

Clapping her paws together she made herself know, "Bravooooooo so lovely and quick. Yes lovely you are..." she swooned as her eyes flickered, " Now come and speak with me... Yes a chat..."

Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 4:42 pm

The maenad startled at the sound of the female behind her, she had caught her by surprise, how had that happened? She turned her eyes in a flash, catching sight of the wolf and then, moving to all fours she hissed. "This is a sacred place oh wolf hunter....not a place for the likes of you...be gone or be the next to be tossed to the flame!" she growled, the blood on her face and chest making her look all the more dangerous, despite the sheer fabric that covered most of her gentle form. "You wish a chat, dare you come closer...closer to me and see if I can stand to not rip your heart asunder."

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