Hope the powerplay is alright, let me know if not bb. I assumed Noir would continue/start to run at this point near the end. 375
That steady feeling would increase slowly, and it did—as the distance between them closed, Eris even took a step forward, drawn and intoxicated by that feeling. Noir's fur was a pale, angelic white—clearly a symbol of innocence. Eris didn't need any method of scrying to determine that. “So pretty,” she said, though the words and the tone were almost mechanical. She was swept off in something else—anymore, Eris couldn't tell whether it was the tug of Ometeotl on her heart or some latent need to just hurt things. Maybe keeping slaves had ruined her, maybe being one had done further damage—or maybe she really felt something. Whether that was concoted by the numerous hallucinogenic therapies and recreational experiences she'd undertaken with drugs or it was actually a religious experience... well, that was yet to be said.
Out of nowhere, a bird appeared, and it zoomed dangerously close to Eris. The woman's concentration was shattered, and her chartreuse yellow eyes were drawn to the creature. It did not carry a scent, it did not seem to be really and truly alive—but something radiated outward from it nonetheless, and the lime-gold eyes of the sable woman followed the spirit's movement, recognizing it for what it was and why it was here after a moment. Her gaze twisted back to Noir, eyes narrowing as the pallid canine began to back away. “Where are you going, friend?!” she exclaimed loudly, moving with lightning quickness toward the other canine. “You just got here,” the sable-furred Lykoi said, reaching forward to grasp at the other canine's wrist. Her claws sank into the other woman's flesh, drawing blood and drawing away just as quickly, drawing it to her lips. There was the taste of magic there, a faint spice in the girl's blood that made Eris shiver with delight. Ometeotl would be pleased with this one. The sable furred wolf took after the other canine, jumping forward again.
She was by herself, what was she doing? She had never tried to harm another canine with free will one on one before—she was unarmed, she didn't know how she hoped to offer Noir to Ometeotl, but he had demanded this one, and she was bound to it.
.eris-mask-ooc {font-style:italic; }
.eris-mask p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;}
.eris-mask b {color:#4A4554;}
.eris-mask {background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/tbd/eris/ipb/eristable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 180px 0px; border:1px solid #BCABBD; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8C8C8C; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:13px; width:400px; text-align:justify; }
.eris-mask-border {width:402px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; }
.eris-mask-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #4A4554; margin:0 auto 5px auto;}
</style>[/html]