Cedar Sweep Black swan

Recent toys ripped from her pretty claws, Envy was never content to stay bored for long. Boredom would chew holes into her mind. Leave her no choice but to fill them with pooling blood and the crunch of bone. Good thing she had found a stranger to play with.

Terribly distressing... She remarks, sparing no dramatics as she takes in a shallow breath, feigns a croak in her throat. I think it'll give me nightmares for weeks.

She halted her pace, sat back and craned her neck over her shoulders far as she could, looking at him through an upside down gaze. Pff. I've seen folks with their guts spillin' out. I think I'll be fine.

Envy was never still for long, she wheeled back around, gaze rightside-up this time as she leered inwards, too close, always too close, a toothy grin teasing the corners of pale features. Oh right- I'm Envy, if you were wonderin'. Introductions almost forgotten, in her own haste.

I'm lookin' for winter honeysuckle, they're these lil' white flowers with funky petals, they got a sweet smell to em', so if you see any, tell me, but don't touch cause you'll ruin them. Her eyes narrowed, no trust, none at all, not when the risk was over delicate, valuable things.