10-09-2020, 08:07 PM
Chernabog
A deep bellow rumbled from the beast after she listened to Ry. Rage flickered in the way she breathed as she sent a cold stare to Stryker. Now she truly knew where to place her words. At first, she let her emotions stain them. Now, her emotions drenched the words she growled.
"I agree with Gael. Maybe if our little guest hadn't attacked Trygve, as Trygve said, I could give it a chance. But hearing the wounded lad, I know where my words matter." She lowered her head to meet Stryker at eye level. Her only acknowledgement to Vale was an irritated flick of her tail. She was done trying to reason with vem for today.
"Given the words, I will not hesitate, white lion." She added smoothly, her pose rippling with a burning rage. She stayed back, only moving to stand behind Jack and Gael. For now, she held no intention to fight. Not unless Gael gave her the words, which she doubted would happen.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗