Luneshale Pass Desafinado

Drag did her right paw do, all the way up until it guarded her left. Khusobek's eyes were ripped from a cold hell. With a single limb, she inched closer to him from meters away, all the while her tail came to a terrible still. Their mouths tried to level her down with them, all the while she looked upon them from a high and soft, unwavering hues. He received no response, only a sick, dainty smile as her head fell gently over. 


For a silent night and a burning light before them, she heard the rumbling of drums in the men's chests and the ticking of crickets. It's to Rashepses, the taunting umbra leaning towards her, that she slowly put her gaze on. Her head twitched over to her left. It's to him she also spoke to. Her smile turned lopsided as she leaned her cheek towards her shoulder, giving a gentle sway of her shoulders and a squirrely shake of her tail. If they wanted her invested in them, then they would have it. "Do you think so?" Putting her sights to the black sky, where Ra dared to no longer touch as three new devils dwelled, she gave twitches to her ears.


"I think so."


It was slow, smooth that her pupils fell down on them, her nose pointed to the liquor from their breaths. "Yes." And what a drastic, drastic difference. How devoted and subservient she'd been to the royals. But they now offered her a game, and they were not her royals.