it was with a sense of elegance and grace rarely seen that the female tainted of the deepest shades slinked towards her new king. she had arrived in these lands only hours before, and had already engaged in battle, which she'd claimed victory in. she was impressed by the valley, and its inhabitants, especially her opponent, frozen dreams. he'd fought with skill and valience, and though she'd never say it aloud, but she'd quickly come to like the stallion, in the brief period of time she'd spent with him.
her stried, her stance, the monotonous flicker of her silver streaked tendrils against her hocks were all vaguely reminiescent of a feline. her gaze met his, in a slightly definat manner, but she would not outrightly declare anarchy. no, she wasn't like that. she just didn't like the feeling of being considered a subordinate. her zenith rose toward the heavens, and a mischevious smile rested within her twin oracles.
"salutations, i am aerial. i'm new to these lands, and assume i should greet you, my lord."
her mug was dipped towards the earth in a nonchalant show of submission, to prove she was not a rogue, that she would not rebel, despite how she acted.
a e r i a l
mouthful of poison
residing in evil valley
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