Black Morass Need you like I need a broken leg

for any imperium members (or prospective members ;)

Envy took to the place quickly, bringing back whatever she could scrounge from below the snow, taking advantage of the areas where the canopy branches grew so thick, it blotted out the pale sky above and cloaked the sections below in a dark, swallowing abyss. It was there that she looked for softer soil and opportunistic little sprouts, leaving some so that she might check up on them as the days went on.

She took to the tasks quickly, keeping herself busy busy busy. She wouldn't let anything ruin this for her. She returned with paws caked in morass mud, quickly trotting to a puddle to wash the dirt from once pearly forelimbs.

It washed away like the red did, too. She watched, lost for a moment.

kóvictus approaches. the earth sinking beneath the titan, the swamp swallowing sound in muted squelches as he stops behind her. golden eyes bore into the back of her skull, unblinking, unrelenting.

why do you wash? the question comes in the form of a growl. he had been watching envy, for quite some time now. it was easy enough to blend into the thick of the morass with his dark coat—easier that he didn't take the time to wash himself of the mud so quickly replaced.

it is foolish. an observation the dominus makes easily.

his breath huffs, hot, sharp.

Envy was spurred from her thoughts at the voice, turning to look behind herself, her body remaining as it was. Casually, she regarded him, even if internally she was thinkin' woah, what a big fucker.

Is it? Y'know I get mixed opinions on that. She shrugs, pulling her limbs from the water. I don' like the feeling of mud under my nails. It gets in the way. matter of fact, she raises her chin. S'easy for you to say anyways, you hardly see the mud when its on you. On me it's a big mess, makin' me look ugly, y'can hardly see the white anymore.

A sharp scoff followed. She shook the wetness from her fur without care for where it might've landed.