08-04-2018, 04:29 PM
Clouds shrouded over the moon and stars, blanketing Tanglewood's territory in darkness. Fireflies moved around and crickets chirped and the small figures of bats could be seen flying around. For Morrigan, darkness was welcoming. It wasn't too warm and she found comfort in it. After all- she was the Goddess of Death. She was cold, emotionless and she did not grow attached to mortals very often.
Amber-hues would search around the swamp area, interest clear in her eyes. A somewhat-smug grin would form on her maw and she would take a seat on the ground, running her paw over the part of her chest that had gold embedded in it. Morrigan didn't feel much pain from it, yet it was rather irksome. She would remain silent as she awaited for another to show up- though her gaze was alert the whole time.
Amber-hues would search around the swamp area, interest clear in her eyes. A somewhat-smug grin would form on her maw and she would take a seat on the ground, running her paw over the part of her chest that had gold embedded in it. Morrigan didn't feel much pain from it, yet it was rather irksome. She would remain silent as she awaited for another to show up- though her gaze was alert the whole time.
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