| All that I need is for you to be bleeding, From my homicidal kiss |
She hadn't been alone long when a boy on the verge of manhood approached her, his golden and black hide gleaming in the weak sunlight after the storm. Night dark eyes scanned the boy's features, nostrils dragging in his scent and confirming that he smelled of the Valley. Mangled ear flicks forward as he speaks, a wry twist of her lips passing for a smile. To be so near adulthood and then fall into the questions of the child was common among those reaching the zenith of their growth. Dipping her head slightly, she answers the first two of the boy's questions, her voice like deep rich whiskey. Greetings, Davorin. And no it is not a fit night for travel, though I would rather have the rain and the infernal heat of summer. I am Alptraum, or the nightmare, whichever you prefer. Although I have been called much less flattering things as well. Leaving the shadows of her tree, the tendrils of darkness reluctant to give up their hold on her flesh, clinging to her until the very last instant before recoiling into the shade. Extending her scarred muzzle, she looks at the little buckskin boy. She would be gentle...this time. Next time he might not be so lucky, but who knows...he might enjoy the nightmare's special brand of affection. A coy smile graces her dark lips as she holds her muzzle extended, ears pricked towards the golden and black male as she speaks again. Come now, I won't bite. Not hard anyway, or unless you ask me to do so. A ripple of dark laughter bubbles from her lips after she speaks, still extending her muzzle towards Davorin, tangled tail rusting against scarred muscular haunches. |
| Alptraum Mare 10 years Black (Ee/aa) Percheron x Friesian 18 hands No Consort, The Valley, No Hellspawn Sael |
| You see, I'm not like those other girls, baby I'm your bloody creature poster girl |