[m] [p] the screaming in the calle

Eris Eternity · 05-01-2012, 02:26 PM

[html]

Eris is by Kiri!

Salvia's hands were on her wrists, the green fire in her eyes burning more brightly than Eris had ever seen before. The strength of Salvia's grip was all the sable-hued hybrid need experience to know she would lose this fight every time. The realization, however much of a grand reveal it might be, still did not fully dawn upon Eris, however, and the voice of reason was just a small nattering in her ear, some long-lost whisper of a conscience and self-protecting instincts.

The dark-furred Auxiliary did not, of course, realize she was the cause of all Axi's sorrow and therefore even her own anger -- and even if she had, it was doubtful she would have cared much. Molca had gotten all she deserved and more for that first transgression of possibly being prettier than Eris; this new disobedience, unprecedented as it was, must not go unpunished. She didn't want to kill the slave, after all -- her tongue and a foot, the same price Darijus had paid, was recompense enough.

No. The word was defiantly petulant. No, no, no, no, no, no, the hybrid insisted, still trying to shove her way past Salvia and toward Molca. She battered a shoulder against her daughters and found an immovable wall. When she did it again, her own momentum propelled her backwards, and she fell before Salvia, still snarling and now seeking to reach through the tawny woman's legs at Molca. She swiped and felt wet warmth on her fingers, the shudder and cry of the slave enough to tell Eris her claws hit home.

Login




Remember me Lost Password?