Lil is such a bitch... +388
Lillith was laying on the floor, her hazel eyes dull and listless as she stared in into the fire. It was a lazy day, a boring day, as every day had seemingly become after the excitement of killing the fox. She wanted that excitement again, wanted to the see the fear in her victims eyes as she took their life away. But she had not had an opportunity to steal away to meet Linquilea again, and wasn’t sure she could even find the dark woman again if she tried. The Trombetta girl gave out a small sigh, her eyes travelling over to her mother, who’s aura glimmered against the shadows almost as strongly as the firelight did. She was excited, happy; it was her father’s birthday and her mother was busy making a gift for him. Some stupid human trinket, but whatever made him happy had value to Lillith, so she kept quiet on her opinion on it.
Her mother’s brown eyes turned from her work to look at the pup, and she spoke in that stupid, sickly sweet voice that Lillith was already beginning to grow tired of. She nearly rolled her eyes as her mother basically insulted her intelligence, Yeah mom, he’s turning two. She said, barely even lifting her head to look at the monochromatic woman. As much as she wished she could ask to be treated as an adult, she knew it would most likely cause her mother to say things that would just make her frustrated, so she avoided doing so.
Lillith’s gift to her father was much more appetizing, at least she thought so. But she would not be able to give it to him for a fortnight, for it required hands to be put together. But Lillith had already pilfered most of the things she needed for from her mother’s stash or others in Anathema who had been fool-hardy enough to leave their dens open and unattended. It was going to be bone necklace, of the skulls of all the small creatures Lillith had killed in the last month, the centerpiece of which was the upper half of the skull of the vixen. Even with the necklace made, Lillith would still have a stash of skulls, buried in a place known only to herself. She was quite proud of her accomplishment.
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