Of blood and breed

[Halo Lykoi]

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Expecting immediate hostility, the woman let cat-like claws merely rake against pelted skin, though hard enough to leave leaking marks of crimson. Air now tasted of early morning dew and a few drops of blood. Glistening white teeth glared at the bulkier, four legged form. The enemy spun around and she retreated just a few steps; enough to obtain some distance between them. Her form didn’t know stillness though, and was already circling when the young male’s eyes found hers. His posture disturbed her train of thoughts, however. Everything but his eyes spoke of submissive signals. It was enough to postpone her attack for a moment or two.

Crimson hues spoke of a creature both lethal and wild. ”Explain yourself,” the exotic creature barked, flexing fingers whose nails were soiled red. Adrenaline pumped her muscles full of life, and she continued to pace up her circle around him, tail lashing behind her lean, muscular form like that of a wildcat’s. Freshly defeated and demoted, the Lykoi woman with the chaos star branded above her heart was more fearsome than ever. She had little to lose nowadays, for the pillars that held her world up had started to collapse around her.

Your faith walks on broken glass

Halo Lykoi

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