11-18-2008, 05:11 PM
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Table by Mel!
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Lol dictionary definition. Do love. 8D
Hybrid immediately snarled in response to her words, taking a step closer and raising his head slightly. Disgusting? Disgusting? The disgusting one here was her, this pitiful little female wolf, with nothing to offer or give him. A stupid wolf, a stupid female-- she was useless and disgusting, but somehow she thought he was the one who was "offensive to the physical, moral, or aesthetic taste"? Hybrid seethed, barely registering her words the first time she said them. A favour? Who the fuck did he owe any favours to? And why... (hold on...) oh, fuck, right-- wait for it-- he owed her (something) and she wanted it. He understood. He wanted to take him up on his generous offer of death.
Hah; a favour. If anything, he had marked her for death. She was really just looking for an easy suicide. Well, maybe not too easy-- after all, murder was supposed to hurt. "Gladly," he replied. Just as soon as the word had been uttered, he moved, darting low and twisting around so he could attack her from the side and use her own weight to force her to the ground. He leapt at her, fangs bared and Secui claws outstretched to grasp her neck between his teeth and rip it out.
Hybrid would be glad to be of service.
Lol dictionary definition. Do love. 8Di heard they say the boy's missing
Hybrid immediately snarled in response to her words, taking a step closer and raising his head slightly. Disgusting? Disgusting? The disgusting one here was her, this pitiful little female wolf, with nothing to offer or give him. A stupid wolf, a stupid female-- she was useless and disgusting, but somehow she thought he was the one who was "offensive to the physical, moral, or aesthetic taste"? Hybrid seethed, barely registering her words the first time she said them. A favour? Who the fuck did he owe any favours to? And why... (hold on...) oh, fuck, right-- wait for it-- he owed her (something) and she wanted it. He understood. He wanted to take him up on his generous offer of death.
Hah; a favour. If anything, he had marked her for death. She was really just looking for an easy suicide. Well, maybe not too easy-- after all, murder was supposed to hurt. "Gladly," he replied. Just as soon as the word had been uttered, he moved, darting low and twisting around so he could attack her from the side and use her own weight to force her to the ground. He leapt at her, fangs bared and Secui claws outstretched to grasp her neck between his teeth and rip it out.
Hybrid would be glad to be of service.