10-12-2009, 01:16 PM
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The woman had seen the male from a distance and she'd known him instantly. The hairs along her spine rose in rage as her emerald orbs watched the beast strolling down the city streets. The scent of the clan had long been banished from his pelt and a slow smile spread across her maw at this realization. The darker Sadira child 's mind began to work and the wheels began to churn, a plan forming, one that might not work, but if it did she would show the bastard just what it had been like, what it would be like once more, just with him at the receiving end this time. A twisted little smile spread across her maw as she disappeared into the city to quickly begin her plans.
It hadn't taken her long to find the bar, the human people had always been lovers of their vices and for this she thanked them just once. A mixture of herbs ground find, having been found in a small store strong of the scent of a wild mixture of herbs and roots, far more massive than she would have believed. She didn't know how strong the mixture would be, knowing fur in well how old the plants had to be but if it didn't work she could always try again another day. The teaching that the priestesses had granted her had stayed with her and she was glad. She'd never let known that she had a knowledge of herbs and plant lore beyond knowing where to find the fleabane in the woods, but it was true and she rejoiced in her knowledge gleefully this day.
Just her luck, the male had only been a block away when she'd returned back to the streets to begin her game of luring him into the bar. She didn't speak, she didn't even act as though she'd seen him, circling around the way he was traveling and crossing his path at a quick little dash, remembering to make a show with her hips as she turned the corner. Her eyes turned back for a moment to catch sight of the male, a small little flirty smile on her lips as she slowed her pace a little on the next street and made the stroll to the doorway of the bar. Once more her eyes turned to seek out the male, a little wink as she grinned and tossed her locks over her shoulder before entering the dimly lit building.
She lifted the bottle with the fainting concoction making sure that the contents had dissolved in the whiskey. A mocking smile lingered on her lips as she placed two shot glasses on the bar and filled her own with vodka, quickly taking a shot of courage before waiting. She so hoped the beast would take her bait, it would be a pity to have to chase after him. He never had to chase her after all.
It hadn't taken her long to find the bar, the human people had always been lovers of their vices and for this she thanked them just once. A mixture of herbs ground find, having been found in a small store strong of the scent of a wild mixture of herbs and roots, far more massive than she would have believed. She didn't know how strong the mixture would be, knowing fur in well how old the plants had to be but if it didn't work she could always try again another day. The teaching that the priestesses had granted her had stayed with her and she was glad. She'd never let known that she had a knowledge of herbs and plant lore beyond knowing where to find the fleabane in the woods, but it was true and she rejoiced in her knowledge gleefully this day.
Just her luck, the male had only been a block away when she'd returned back to the streets to begin her game of luring him into the bar. She didn't speak, she didn't even act as though she'd seen him, circling around the way he was traveling and crossing his path at a quick little dash, remembering to make a show with her hips as she turned the corner. Her eyes turned back for a moment to catch sight of the male, a small little flirty smile on her lips as she slowed her pace a little on the next street and made the stroll to the doorway of the bar. Once more her eyes turned to seek out the male, a little wink as she grinned and tossed her locks over her shoulder before entering the dimly lit building.
She lifted the bottle with the fainting concoction making sure that the contents had dissolved in the whiskey. A mocking smile lingered on her lips as she placed two shot glasses on the bar and filled her own with vodka, quickly taking a shot of courage before waiting. She so hoped the beast would take her bait, it would be a pity to have to chase after him. He never had to chase her after all.
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