Wessex
Oh she knows what a panther can do, and quite frankly, her tails and tiny canines are no match for the sleek apex predator. She knows it. He knows it. And yet… she’s kicked his ass once or twice, so it might be time to repay the favor. If you want to try and do some damage, bring on the panther, but these shapes are more fun. And equally matched. Outwardly, she makes a little inviting whine and all her tails sway back and forth, inviting the dog - or panther, if he switches - to play.
Then Wessex turns tail and runs, scampering around the corners of the building, hopefully taking the Flood by surprise with her sudden departure, and giving her long enough to round a corner or two before pressing herself against the wall and trying to create the illusion that she’s ~* dIsApPeArEd*~ into thin air.
So the Voice… she replies, taunting Jata with the sound in his head and yet ‘nothing’ on the ground.. To me? She’s everything. Is that a little needy-slash-cringey? Who cares? It’s true.
Then Wessex turns tail and runs, scampering around the corners of the building, hopefully taking the Flood by surprise with her sudden departure, and giving her long enough to round a corner or two before pressing herself against the wall and trying to create the illusion that she’s ~* dIsApPeArEd*~ into thin air.
So the Voice… she replies, taunting Jata with the sound in his head and yet ‘nothing’ on the ground.. To me? She’s everything. Is that a little needy-slash-cringey? Who cares? It’s true.
What is life? A madness
What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story
What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story
