01-19-2017, 01:55 PM
Waylan
She looked pathetic. Laying on the beach like a beached whale, his beached whale. He was tempted to take advantage of the moment, to slam down one heavy blow to her skull, to end it all. But he doesn't he just watches perplexed by the sorrowful creature that was of his blood. He thought she might of had more fire, in her. But all she was, was a beached whale, wallowing in her own pathetic sorrows awaiting for the sea to swallow her whole.
He emitted a devilish chuckle to be released, oh how pathetic and Naive she was....Just the thing to get his mind off of his impending doom that was as fatherhood."Oh. Little sister." He tsked. His ruby gaze pulsating with a form of mischief that welled behind those devil red eyes of his."You are deeply mistakened. You are one of father's bastards." The thought of her being of pure blood played at his mind briefly, he was the only pure of blood between his siblings. For he was the only one to genetically inherit father's eyes.... these red eyes of his."Rumor has it you frolick with your porpoise "family"" He joked, his blood red gaze focused upon her, as he continued to circle her like a shark."What a shame it is, to see you be beached. Permanently."
He cackled, his alabaster mane whisping at the sea air. And with a brief hesitation, he lashed out snapping a piece of flesh from her crest, her blood running down his chin and dying his teeth with a crimson tint. "I am Waylan. The pure blood of Zayn and Becca, heir to Zayn, ex-king of mourning mountains." He pauses a crooked grin forming upon his lips. "And what are you, Despayr. Bastard, dolphin frolicker, and now orphan." He chuckles of the thought, Despayr the orphan did have a good ring to it... but not as much as Despayr the dolphin frolicker.
"Now.... Little sister what is your purpose here?" For she had trespassed, upon a land without rules. Torture and means of inflicting pain was strongly encouraged, and what did a frail thing like the dolphin frolicker have to do in a place like this?
He emitted a devilish chuckle to be released, oh how pathetic and Naive she was....Just the thing to get his mind off of his impending doom that was as fatherhood."Oh. Little sister." He tsked. His ruby gaze pulsating with a form of mischief that welled behind those devil red eyes of his."You are deeply mistakened. You are one of father's bastards." The thought of her being of pure blood played at his mind briefly, he was the only pure of blood between his siblings. For he was the only one to genetically inherit father's eyes.... these red eyes of his."Rumor has it you frolick with your porpoise "family"" He joked, his blood red gaze focused upon her, as he continued to circle her like a shark."What a shame it is, to see you be beached. Permanently."
He cackled, his alabaster mane whisping at the sea air. And with a brief hesitation, he lashed out snapping a piece of flesh from her crest, her blood running down his chin and dying his teeth with a crimson tint. "I am Waylan. The pure blood of Zayn and Becca, heir to Zayn, ex-king of mourning mountains." He pauses a crooked grin forming upon his lips. "And what are you, Despayr. Bastard, dolphin frolicker, and now orphan." He chuckles of the thought, Despayr the orphan did have a good ring to it... but not as much as Despayr the dolphin frolicker.
"Now.... Little sister what is your purpose here?" For she had trespassed, upon a land without rules. Torture and means of inflicting pain was strongly encouraged, and what did a frail thing like the dolphin frolicker have to do in a place like this?
He's So Bad, But he Does It So Well