She stalked towards Lace on four limbs, taking note of her injuries. She had bested this silk girl several times now and now she had an even greater advantage, familiar with her fighting style and stronger than ever. Yet Lace would challenge her still, knowing her death would come?
What a brave and silly little creature Grand Mother Silk had made! She was both insulted and charmed. Even with more eyes and more limbs Hornet's expression was no easier to read. She looked just as pretty and just as majestic yet even more fierce, more frightening.
But there was something about her. Something that wasn't right.
Hornet was still there, inside this creature. She wished no needless cruelty on Pharloom's own, and it was clear she felt some element of affection for Lace, but something about it was warped.
She was Pale. Really, truly Pale. ]
I understand not why you draw your pin against me so. I have freed you from your mother. She is no more. By slaying me, you would only appease her once more, even in her death.
[ Did Lace crave death delivered by her claws?
After the kindness Hornet had shown her? After the chances she had given? After the encouragement?
Then she would not die.
This would be her penance. She would live and she would be Hornet's. Is this not what she deserved? After all the fussing and annoyance she and her family had put Hornet through? She wished to be with her mother and sibling in death and not with Hornet? Her display was shameful. ]
You attack me only because I wish to see you live. All of my kindness was lost on you.
[ Still on all fours, she took her needle. She licked her teeth. Hungry. ]
Your wastefulness displeases me greatly. This was a great shame.
[ And then she lunged. Her needle thrust towards the hole left in Lace's body with overwhelming speed and force. ]
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She stalked towards Lace on four limbs, taking note of her injuries. She had bested this silk girl several times now and now she had an even greater advantage, familiar with her fighting style and stronger than ever. Yet Lace would challenge her still, knowing her death would come?
What a brave and silly little creature Grand Mother Silk had made! She was both insulted and charmed. Even with more eyes and more limbs Hornet's expression was no easier to read. She looked just as pretty and just as majestic yet even more fierce, more frightening.
But there was something about her. Something that wasn't right.
Hornet was still there, inside this creature. She wished no needless cruelty on Pharloom's own, and it was clear she felt some element of affection for Lace, but something about it was warped.
She was Pale. Really, truly Pale. ]
I understand not why you draw your pin against me so. I have freed you from your mother. She is no more. By slaying me, you would only appease her once more, even in her death.
[ Did Lace crave death delivered by her claws?
After the kindness Hornet had shown her? After the chances she had given? After the encouragement?
Then she would not die.
This would be her penance. She would live and she would be Hornet's. Is this not what she deserved? After all the fussing and annoyance she and her family had put Hornet through? She wished to be with her mother and sibling in death and not with Hornet? Her display was shameful. ]
You attack me only because I wish to see you live. All of my kindness was lost on you.
[ Still on all fours, she took her needle. She licked her teeth. Hungry. ]
Your wastefulness displeases me greatly. This was a great shame.
[ And then she lunged. Her needle thrust towards the hole left in Lace's body with overwhelming speed and force. ]