Oh.
She REMEMBERS YOU.
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Oh.
She REMEMBERS YOU.
Now YOU on the other hand~
Now, does she like you enough to let you Live....
Decisions decisions.
To catch the eye of a Queen was to mark oneself for death. Brought to your knees by thorns and sickle blades, screaming to your indifferent gods while she makes a sacrifice out of your WORHTLESS life. Her homage paid to herself and no other.
However.
There were a select few that could draw curiosity from the toxic stream of instinct and f e r o c i t y. Be granted forgiveness for catching her waking eye. This figure was no different.
“And here I was beginning to think this world was only filled with the meek and pitiful.” How glad she was to be proven so utterly wrong.
{ @specimenxsix }
What slithers into Her nest is not her own. A spawn of another, whose regal essence remained potent on that s l i c k carapace even when smothered by Her own bloodline’s fickle aroma.
Sentinels stand on either side, threatening to eviscerate should this wayward soldier dared to even glance upon their Queen wrong. Who rises from her resting place, towering over all others. A harbinger birthed in thick onyx that now lowers her crowned head to r a z e in this child’s face. Her rumbling not but a coaxing purr released from betwixt FERAL fangs.
‘Where is your Queen, little one? Speak.’
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Perplexed does not even begin to describe the sensations the Monarch is experiencing right now as she “stares” down at this...item.
Huffed steam r u s h e s out from betwixt her glinting jaws and her head lowers to study IT further. Soft snarls thus tumbling out from her throat as the {trapped} psycho is brought face to teeth with the perfected killer’s evident curiosity.
What are you?
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Dagger lined jaws split and raze dangerously at this thing before her majesty. The Queen is a dauntless predator that will not tolerate this blatant intrusion of her kingdom, even if it was just the stifling {cage} humanity kept her in, even if it would be at the cost of her dying breath she’d hold her ground Proudly regardless of the consequences.
Through the reinforced glass, she tracks it, following the humanoid stride. Ready and waiting for him to make his move.