10-27-2020, 02:08 PM
Chernabog
"I leave for a few days and this happens!" The dark force chided, tired face twisted into a snarl, blood on her face, and a mangled mass of scales clutched by her talons. "Are you sure it's a song, Shapeshifter? Or some talons on stone."
She looked to Jack, amused at his refrain, but spikes on her back shifted as she turned back to the crow. Vale could have at least looked more intimidating, she knew vey had the ability to. She was terrible at rhyming. "Only few stanzas from me, you shall get."
"Let it be known, this burning day,
That a pittian proclaimed, screamed at the sky to say,
Our leader is weak and unfit to rule!
But I say otherwise, oh yes I do.
Gael is strong and sound of mind, his daughter too!
I am a beast of chaos, indeed
But even I can see when the deed
of bloodshed is needed
and when it is unnecessary!
So think before you speak,
my fellow Pitt member.
Words are pieces on a chessboard,
and there is always a queen."
She sounded tired, annoyed at the situation she decided to return to. In reality, she liked the discourse that was happening now, ever since that white lion showed his alabaster face on Pittian sands. She just wishes some people were quieter about it, and not screaming about it every chance they had.
She looked to Jack, amused at his refrain, but spikes on her back shifted as she turned back to the crow. Vale could have at least looked more intimidating, she knew vey had the ability to. She was terrible at rhyming. "Only few stanzas from me, you shall get."
"Let it be known, this burning day,
That a pittian proclaimed, screamed at the sky to say,
Our leader is weak and unfit to rule!
But I say otherwise, oh yes I do.
Gael is strong and sound of mind, his daughter too!
I am a beast of chaos, indeed
But even I can see when the deed
of bloodshed is needed
and when it is unnecessary!
So think before you speak,
my fellow Pitt member.
Words are pieces on a chessboard,
and there is always a queen."
She sounded tired, annoyed at the situation she decided to return to. In reality, she liked the discourse that was happening now, ever since that white lion showed his alabaster face on Pittian sands. She just wishes some people were quieter about it, and not screaming about it every chance they had.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗