01-21-2017, 02:34 AM

DESPAYR
At Night she Walks the Beaches...
He spoke, she half listened. Who was this fool? Thinking he knew anything about her. Ha! A need grew inside her to set something straight right here and now...
A spark flared to flame in her two toned orbs. Jaw clenched as he violently lashed out at her. He quickly rambled his name and lineage and blah, blah, blah... Please! As swiftly as the dolphin glides through the oceans waves her legs gathered under her. Launching her upwards right under his neck as he stood so proudly over his "dolphin frolicking" sister. Jaw unclenched and drew open wide, gripping just under his jawline. Forelimbs thrashed towards his chest. Grip released as forelimbs landed in the soft sands. Pivoting her front out of reach her hindquarters faced him now. She would not go down as some hopeless soul. She'd fight for herself.
An irritated snort escaped her as she now turned to circle him... Harsh words crammed down his throat
Now then brother... Prince of an ex king to a land that no longer exists... You may circle me like the shark but who is it that does not fear the shark?... She paused briefly but not long enough for him to answer... The dolphin does not fear the shark. No, no, no... They, as a family unit, enjoy torturing the poor mindless creature. Then they will bash him to death... Blow after blow after... Blow. And for what purpose... Because they can. A deadly laughter escapes her at the memories she held deep inside. A fire burned deep within her soul as a grin spread wide across her features.
So we can either be the family unit bashing the sharks or we turn against one another... Your choice. She spoke firm, direct... Unmoving.
A spark flared to flame in her two toned orbs. Jaw clenched as he violently lashed out at her. He quickly rambled his name and lineage and blah, blah, blah... Please! As swiftly as the dolphin glides through the oceans waves her legs gathered under her. Launching her upwards right under his neck as he stood so proudly over his "dolphin frolicking" sister. Jaw unclenched and drew open wide, gripping just under his jawline. Forelimbs thrashed towards his chest. Grip released as forelimbs landed in the soft sands. Pivoting her front out of reach her hindquarters faced him now. She would not go down as some hopeless soul. She'd fight for herself.
An irritated snort escaped her as she now turned to circle him... Harsh words crammed down his throat
Now then brother... Prince of an ex king to a land that no longer exists... You may circle me like the shark but who is it that does not fear the shark?... She paused briefly but not long enough for him to answer... The dolphin does not fear the shark. No, no, no... They, as a family unit, enjoy torturing the poor mindless creature. Then they will bash him to death... Blow after blow after... Blow. And for what purpose... Because they can. A deadly laughter escapes her at the memories she held deep inside. A fire burned deep within her soul as a grin spread wide across her features.
So we can either be the family unit bashing the sharks or we turn against one another... Your choice. She spoke firm, direct... Unmoving.
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