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| http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... a3-2-2.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top;"> nomnomarm 300+ Her attempts to scramble away were soon extinguished as he mercilessly pressed her body to the forest floor, pressing his weight into her and driving the air out of her lungs. Tears stung at her eyes as she clamped the golden orbs shut. She was going to die at the hands of this beast, she knew it. To call out for help didn't even cross her mind. The clan was too far away for anyone to hear, and even if they did, would they care to expend the effort? Rikka wasn't really one of them, a dead weight in the war machine. Death wasn't something that she really feared for she knew that eventually everyone died, but she hadn't expected her end to come in such a violent and horrible manner, filled with fear and pain. The de le Poer didn't give him the satisfaction of sobbing or begging though, her blood was too proud to allow her to indulge in either. Her tears fell silently onto the frozen ground. The feel of his tongue on her ears was wholly unexpected and wholly unwanted. When he had first held her down her body had gone still, but now it rebelled, shivering against the unnerving lick and trying to squirm free from underneath him. The words made her insides go cold though and once again she froze. Mother? What had he done to Kaena? Whatever it was, it had to have been awful and he was going to do the same or worse to her. That deceivingly soft voice was like poison in her ears. Rikka began to struggle again and just as she did a new wave of pain was crashed down upon her as his teeth sunk into her upper arm. A scream ripped from her throat, full of pain and terror. Her body had never been subjected to such abuse before and every second hurt worse than the last. |