Word Count → 514 :: j is late late. meant to post to this earlier. >.>'
there is a heaven let's keep it a secret
She was late, she knew she was, but that did not stop her from arriving. She was hooded, and her pet hung from her furry chest hair, trilling at her and twitching it's ears under the cloak that warmed her fur and her pet. She walked with her head down, her pink nose the only thing that could be seen as she walked along with her hands on her chest. She had been summoned earlier, yet she did not make it until now because she had been bathing herself of the blood that had stained her fur. Now she was wet and cold, and her trail had left a wet trail along as she walked. She knew no one in Salsola besides the woman whom had accepted her, so seeing all these new faces made her slightly uncomfortable, but it did not show on her face, nor in her gait. The girl stood tall once she had arrived and picked her spot, and she had gotten there just as Eris had spoken, the blood of the disgusting being already spilled. Daisuke had obviously followed behind his master, his body in it's secui form, and the newly pierced septum hurting. His tail was kept low as was his head.
A slave had approached Esme and offered a bowl in which there was a paste. Esme did not know what it was but she took some and licked the paste from her fingers. She didn't think it tasted all that great but she was not dramatic about the taste. She looked at Eris as the woman spoke though, and she listened with great intensity. Her eyes looked then upon the many faces that were here today, and she had caught the sight of a man, a chocolate king whom did not speak, nor did he stay for too long. Esme found herself wanting to follow the king to wherever he may be retreating to, but something also told her that her time would come to meet the chocolate male, so she stayed here, and looked at the other people. There were a few gray individuals, and she groaned lightly in disgust as she had taken a hand under her cloak and she pet her bat. She trilled at it before she had started to feel the effects of the paste she had eaten because of her lightweight body. Everything was brighter, and she got shivers up her spine in excitement. Things started to pulse in her eyes and it made her cock her head to the right as she had moved closer to the body of the dead being. She avoided getting too close though because that brown male was still sitting there, with the tongue of the corpse in his hand. Her eyes narrowed at the being but the Princess did not utter a word, instead she just stood there, waiting for him to get the fuck out of the way. You wouldn't believe how hard it was for her to not tell him to get out of the way.
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