Ankyra Sound now I wish to piss on his parade.

maybe an @Illidan? <3

the harlot moved in blackpine.
her sides evidenced what she and firefly had wrought together, but rosalyn too was swelling with the fruit of her own entanglement. he had taken them both, then set about ousting the fierce old wolf who had founded rusalka, elevating rosalyn beside him. 
small paws, low breaths; erzulie controlled her stalk as the small head of a stoat lifted, searching both for her and the scent trail of the rabbit it had stalked into their claim. and while the latter would make better eating, she felt strongly the urge to prove herself.
if only to herself.
the harlot moved in blackpine, soon swallowed by the fragrant shadows.