He stalks her defeated stance. Circling about like a buzzard to it's withering prey. Taunting and tormenting.... He moves in and the heat of his skin nearly singes her brilliant feathers. She hardly shies from his touch. She had felt worse...
His stale presence had suddenly turned entertained. As if this was a cruel game. She never understood how they chose darkness. She didn't believe they wished to be this way, forever wicked. Maybe she was naive to think that way. He swept his heated breath across her carmel cheek. Again she found herself wrapped into a game of cat and mouse... Forever the mouse...
His words seeped into her ears. Filling her mind with the memories of her past. Each gash placed along her hide, each scar that swept along each bone. Her gaze had not left the ground and she had not a chance to turn to leave before he was upon her. Threatening her... She did not fight. Did not protest. Cream laced lips parted as she replied, "I have already been made an example of... You are too late..."
AuroraElis
Not all that Glitters is Gold