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THE SIREN OF THE AZURE

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[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] thrum of rain on water's surface above brought eyes to open, stirring along the underside of the swamp's deepest waters. it was nicer here than it had ever been in the coalition, and nobody knew her here, let alone that she had possessed her brother's body. a growl left her as she stirred, waiting, patiently for other movements in the water. she'd been in the group for some time, but her time had been spent quietly. the waters had become embroiled and fraught with more violence since she'd shown up. the siren was pissed, pissed that the other creatures around her still had to dispute the true queen of these fucking waters. lids sliding over as she blinked, watching as an alligator moved through the murk ahead of her, unaware of the saltwater crocodile laying in wait for it to move.

spreading her jaws as she exploded forth, snapping her jaws shut around the neck of the alligator, throwing her larger body's weight through the water, snarling to herself as she erupted from the water, throwing her body backwards as she turned into a roll. the struggle was over in minutes though the amount of splashing announced the presence of the croc and her alligator prey. when the waters fell silent, mei was left with the corpse of her kill in her jaws, swimming silently for the shore, aware of the echoing and deafening silence left throughout the swamp's trees and waters. they knew the bitch was there. she knew they were hiding from her.

clambering onto the nearest lump of land, dropping the corpse from her jaws with a dull thud in the surrounding air. chuckling to herself as she looked down at the body, rumbling to herself, "that's what you get, fucking annoyance. my waters, and the next one is lunch.", she kept her voice low, ever aware of the soft lilt and song-like tone her voice carried. damn her siren abilities. snapping her jaws shut, the saltie would move to return to the waters, looking up at the sky above, grinning at the moonlight she could see. perhaps she should change to one of her other bodies, take a walk and see what the other residents of the swamp were doing. not that they really knew her, but she had been in the swamp's waters instilling a new hierarchy under their noses. few of the other creatures liked to pick fights with her now, not that she minded. this was her land now, they ought to clear off or fear her jaws.

licking the small amount of blood from her teeth, the croc spread her jaws in a wide yawn. she'd seen some of them earlier, through the weeks, wandering through the swamp. she had even eaten a few of the more careless ones that tried to fight her without provocation. that shit didn't fly with her. well, maybe they didn't belong to this group. she'd eaten a few, but very few of them carried the smell of this land. invaders? she would prefer to keep the noisy fucks out of here. -

[W]isker