06-07-2017, 10:55 AM
Deathwish
im a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
Do you introduce yourself this way often, or are you particularly upset today?
No. Not particularly upset. Not Upset. Just a resting bitch face, and an enjoyment for the darker side of life. DW snorts out loud with the black stallion’s loose tongue. With barely a look, she rolled her eyes and reversed the rotting process on the rabbits, rewinding the clock, restarting their hearts, until they were back to bounding around the rabbit-eared stallion.
“If you’d rather spend so much time with them, then there you go. Though I’d hope you consider a creature like you to be much more worthy of your time. But oh well—“ She blinked, her silver eyes shining grey fire with the anger that she had bothered to come this way at all. That he would be so… informal… and not even give his name. Well, it infuriated her. So much so that she willed the tips of those ears to begin that rotting process…
Just a little though.
“I am Deathwish, and you were simply in my way.” She flips her tail and rolls her shoulders to display the curve of her hip to its best advantage. She is tall and strong like her father. Poised and lean like her mother. Perfection on four black legs, and her attitude says that she knows what she wants. She does not say that her interest in the clueless male is what brought her here in the first place. His interest was in his bunnies. Not in women.
She straightens her posture, and almost fluffs her hair.
“What are you doing in the forest? The rabbits live that way. In the field, with all the other homeless sprites.”
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