09-01-2009, 03:41 AM
OOC: I happened to like your intro. ;D
The light was dim as pictures of war and decay flicked up on a wall in towards the front. A woman, who belonged to another Clan, believed that she had found a more 'peaceful' agreement with the humans. Appearantly they could donate blood to the Clans in return for protection. The woman herself wasn't horrid to look at if you toned out her non-stop chatter. Her hair was blonde spiraling at the ends like small corkscrews. Her eyes were a sad gray, that looked like the clouds on a rainy day while her face slimmed into a triangle with high cheekbones. Her figure was slim, but nothing short of toned, while bathed in a luxurious midnight blue gown that gathered at her feet.
Percy's hand slowly lowered to touch Jacinthe's soft fur. His slim fingers idlely stroked behind her ear, as his second hand lingered at his lips. His eyelids started to droop from boredom as a woman droned on and on about her idea to benefit them. For all he could see, this would only benefit a more boring and controlled life for the Clans. No adventure, or danger. They would be no better than the humans when it came to gathering their food. He tried to stiffle a yawn, but failed. He turned his wrist and gingerly covered his soft lips before turning his attention towards the chain that sat on his lap.
"Our society would be stronger, and more organized..." The woman patitioned waving her hand gracefully in the air.
"And dull..." Percy groaned, before finally turning all his attention towards Jacinthe. "Don't you agree, my dear?"
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