& DEFEAT THE GODS THEMSELVES?!
SWEET VANITY, YOU'RE MY FAVORITE SIN
The Thespian was growing restless, she needed enjoyment in her life. These new lands were interesting to say the least, she didn't expect to gain a larger lust for blood or a pair of wings upon being here. Yet she had found little to do with such qualities. Needing to stay out of the sunlight was a bore, everyone was likely not a night owl as she had to be. She wanted to find something to do, someone to wrap around her finger - And rumor had it that Amaya let the women choose who they wanted to lay with and were the ones in control. Tarbens politics seemed to be way out of her comfort level, she didn't wish to be owned. She wished to play.
The moonlit banded beauty flew gracefully in the cold night, a smug grin on her face as she traced over Amaya. The sound of a waterfall below filled her ears behind the wind that whipped at her fur. Her icy eyes stuck to the ground as she lowered herself to the borders, black paws elegantly touching down as her wings fluttered before tucking themselves onto her back. She looked around the area, smiling as she stayed tucked behind the borders. Her new playground. Her cranium fell back, a song leaving her lips as she called forth anyone from the pack to see her.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
WORDS :
THEN DROWN YOURSELF ON LAZARUS
SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND GRAB THE SUN!
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