A Deadly Mistake

You stare at the broken mirror Shattered reflections of the past I think we may be standing in the same Shadows that have been cast "Enjoy harassing little creatures?" The voice alone irked her. Not so much what was said, but the tone. Zariah could smell entitlement a mile away. When it was deserved, she had no issue with it. But when it wasn't? It was sickening. Slowly she turned, blank stare landing on the blonde woman, who seemed far too pretty to have any sense in her brain. Pity. "Perhaps." she said quietly, turning away from the woman again. Briefly she continued to harass the poor oversized beetle. But then a dark and dangerous thought slowly wormed its way into the back of her mind. It really had been quite a long time since she had done anything she had been raised to do. Sure, she had been leading the family in her quiet way, taking her time to really judge their situation. But a family head was her most recent training. No, a Launceleyn was made to defend. To fight. To kill. She turned back to the woman, allowing the beetle to slowly find a safer place to be in the shadows. There was much more interesting things to play with now. "You're awfully pretty to be walking around a place like this. Meeting a lover? Or have you silly thoughts of adventurous grandeur playing in your mind?" Zariah asked quietly, watching her like a cat watching a mouse. ZARIAH