"A heartless wrench..Of slave blood no less. Nothing special to the dozens, eh? Yet self proclaimed something special." He pondered it a moment and looked at her then around here. She wouldn't lie about this, it was too... harsh of a act and from the look in her eyes, the way she can manipulate anyone else in to believing her falseries.. A smirk grew on his evil painted face, he could use her. If she was this good, but she was a little spit fire too.. and she didn't look half bad. Even just to lay her wouldn't be bad, all things a normal-ISH male would think of.
"Nice little ol' story~" Looking back to her, the mountains were becoming stale now, and he ached at least to wonder some- cause a riot somewhere.. Kill something... Make something squirm.
"A mere follower of my own morals and evil...I can't help to try you out~" Coming closer to her and lifting her chin with a claw, sharp and probably have had his paws drenched in blood before. "There is something in your style~ may prove your worth a lot more than some pathetic lion leader. My claws have been aching to cause some havoc and your company doesn't sound too annoying." Retracking his claw. "'Companion' is it? Where is it~ are you headed now~ I may have some time to play with~"
He was hooked, and his eyes stared in to hers to see what she would say, but the morning's loving rays had fell from the mountain and traveling now .. would be well in to the night if they had started. Likewise, he had no concept of time in his day, everything was his, and for his own will..
Club Snails
Is this good/ and maybe in the next few posts a fin ? So we could start the new one?
