there's a storm in the sky

Lucia Cabriel · 09-02-2010, 02:40 AM

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Black paws hit the rocky terrain in unison, the streamlined muscles of the Inferni wolf rippling under her thick pelt. It was unclear why Lucia had chosen to represent herself in Lupus form today, but there was a strange aura around her. Something was different in the toxic coals of the outsider, something moved in her face – something psychotic. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, as she slipped between the small clusters of trees, auds perked on her crown as she stalked the shadows in front of her. Though apparently normal, Lucia’s eyes rolled back in her head once or twice, disorientating the female and putting off her sense of direction. It would appear she was not herself today, and was perhaps, revisited by that mental demon that had caused her so much distress with Daisuke. It would be another blacked out memory for Lucia, but still, her body pressed forward, and with each heavy step, a small snarl escaped the ebony maw. Whoever it was that drove this Inferni misfit’s body, she meant business.

Like alarm bells in her skull, the ebony prowler’s eyes narrowed to the size of needles; a small snarl peeling back her lips, revealing those pearly whites. Hackles tickled the back of her neck as they lifted slightly, muscles tense as the scent of others floated casually into her nostrils. From what she could tell, it belonged to Crimson Dreams members – one male, one female. The small rustle of voices that met her ears told the ebony visitor that this was a happy moment, a piece of time which, by all respects, should not be disturbed. But, like all cruel beings, she had little concern for respect. Daisuke had learned that when she had rescued Lucia from his harsh words, and even harsher beatings. It was lucky that she was around for the ebony princess, because, surely, without her protection, this body in which she would parade around in from time-to-time… surely, it would be dead.

Pressing forward, Lucia (or at least, the appearance of her) finally caught sight of the couple. It appeared as though the two shared mate-ship, as they frolicked about together, playing like pups without a care in the world. Smiling darkly, malachite orbs dancing like fire in her obsidian skull, she slivered into their domain, standing only moments away from them. She skulked in the shadows of a nearby tree cluster, watching them as they unknowingly played in times clearly not of their age.

Finally, it appeared their playtime took a pause. The dark crimson dreams female had the pale male in her grasps, and for some reason or another, Lucia’s body felt the need to imagine them tearing out each other’s throats. It amused the Inferni wolf momentarily, but the yawn which stole her lips, triggered an almost instantaneous reaction. Removing herself from the shadows, a chuckle left her lips – the kind of laugh which mocked all these two stood for. She simply stood there, statuesque in appearance. There was nothing to say perhaps, but the wolf spoke anyway; poison on her tongue, and the idea of battle in her icy-cold heart.

“Oh, that’s touching… really. It’s disgustingly cute.”

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