06-21-2010, 09:51 AM
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Her skin crawled, her hackles rising involuntarily as the dog moved closer. His every movement was snakelike in Bris' eyes, and she couldn't help but shift herself back a bit as he closed the gap between them. The logical part of her knew she was fairly well trapped: before her was the beast, behind her was the sea. Bris had no desire to feel the frigid water sap her strength away, but neither did she wish to try her luck with the cruelty of the male who taunted her. She was at a loss at what to do.
The white girl's stomach clenched into a ball of iron as the filthy cur spoke. Another twinge of fear flashed through her blue and violet gaze as his words sank in, and she forced herself to swallow her heart back into her chest as it tried to form a lump in her throat. Her movements of retreat were hastened somewhat as the male came even closer. "What? What the hell does that mean?! Don't TOUCH me!!" The last venom-laced words were punctuated by a swipe of the Dahlian's claws at the male's face. It was a move of desperation as her fear intensified with the sadistic look in the mongrel's eyes. The girl's heart began to race. She'd never before felt fear this palpable; there was just something unnamed and absolutely terrifying behind the Infernian's stare. Bris had no time to realize whether or not her blow had connected before she scrambled to her feet, intending to make a bee-line down the beach and back into Dahlian territory.
Table by Kiri/Jenny!!
Her skin crawled, her hackles rising involuntarily as the dog moved closer. His every movement was snakelike in Bris' eyes, and she couldn't help but shift herself back a bit as he closed the gap between them. The logical part of her knew she was fairly well trapped: before her was the beast, behind her was the sea. Bris had no desire to feel the frigid water sap her strength away, but neither did she wish to try her luck with the cruelty of the male who taunted her. She was at a loss at what to do.
The white girl's stomach clenched into a ball of iron as the filthy cur spoke. Another twinge of fear flashed through her blue and violet gaze as his words sank in, and she forced herself to swallow her heart back into her chest as it tried to form a lump in her throat. Her movements of retreat were hastened somewhat as the male came even closer. "What? What the hell does that mean?! Don't TOUCH me!!" The last venom-laced words were punctuated by a swipe of the Dahlian's claws at the male's face. It was a move of desperation as her fear intensified with the sadistic look in the mongrel's eyes. The girl's heart began to race. She'd never before felt fear this palpable; there was just something unnamed and absolutely terrifying behind the Infernian's stare. Bris had no time to realize whether or not her blow had connected before she scrambled to her feet, intending to make a bee-line down the beach and back into Dahlian territory.
Table by Kiri/Jenny!!