OPEN lost in my mind

[Chernabog]

It had been ages since Chernabog was a child. A hatchling. The memories were long-since faded in her ages-long life. But she remembered her mother and father, the monsters who trained and taught and loved her. A love she'd long since stopped yearning for.

She opted to walk along the black sands, talons sinking into the grains and irritating her palms and feet-pads. She didn't show her discomfort in the way she walked in an almost regal fashion - had she been a figment of myth, she could have made a wonderful goddess.

Her ominous, glowing yellow eyes were focused on the small snake-cat.. what a strange creature. A mix of her least favorite and most favorite animals. His black scales rivaled her night blue ones. Her chapped, scaly lips parted as she spoke, "Sand getting to you, little one?"

"It is not a pleasant feeling," she spoke with a fiery tone, but softly in volume, "Even for me." 

[w]isker