HoodedHuntress
Songster
Elle didn't answer, but looked at her angrily. She wanted to spring out of the cage as a wolf, and tear that bloodthirsty being to pieces. She could feel the bars breaking, and her jaws close on that ugly plaid skin, tearing away at it, destroying her beauty. The lead vampire would probably ditch her too. She could feel every bite...she snapped out of it, looking at Rakshira with fear, hoping she hadn't sensed her anger and spite.~Rakshira darted down the wide steps that wound along in an intricate decline to the foreboding dungeons. Her fangs glistened white against a filtered beam of winding moonlight as she approached the cell that contained a female werewolf and the rebellious male from earlier. Laying a finger out and scratching it across the iron bars, she gave them a mockingly pleasant smirk such as a fox's before it dealt the killing bite. "Why, hello, my dears. Enjoying this beautiful night?"~
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