katalynn
Playing with demons
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OOC This is a closed thread for Sky Jad and I ~
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Khati Sha is what they called me. Didn't look like my people, they were more serpent like, worshiping the serpent gods. Father, the king, was all I really knew, he claimed mother had died of natural causes. Little did he know there were rumors saying he sacrificed her because of the way I looked, he refused to believe I was his daughter. Though he took care of me like I was, making me very close and very special to him. And none the less, still the princess of these lands and his people. For now, as long as I was his eldest, I would become queen.
Reasons I look so different was the simple fact that I had cat like feature. Eyes were so pure and so innocent silver like the stars on midnight sky. Hair was more like a thick mane stretching down to the base of my firm ass. Ears showed a mix of elven blood which was the only feature I recieved of my mother. Even my skin had slight hint of panther spots, no fur though. Skin was smooth as silk for every inch of my body was hairless except for my silver mane.
Everyone else was more serpent like features. My looks alone made me special and very high in command. I had no powers that I knew of. Father always kept it that way, as if he knew something more of what I was than he would tell me.
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Today was the day! My 19th birthday, the year I was to be wed. Father had set up a grand ball for every prince in all the lands. I knew nothing about love or anything that followed it. Had always been a sheltered life and now he wants to wed me to some random suitor. Sat next to my father as the party started and people were getting settled into the mood.
Bored out of my mind, none of these males interested me. They were either to big and muscular, having to bend down to kiss my cheek. I wasn't very tall at all. This little petite thing, standing about 5'3 barely weighing 100 lbs. Still looked awesome though, perfectly toned body. Breast were a little big for my size, but still had the right look to fit my slender frame.
Others were to whining, talked to much about nothing. Or didn't talk at all. No way I was interested in any of them.
Found a moment to sneak off into the garden maze, getting lost in it like I love to do. Sadly, I've been in here enough times I couldn't get lost anymore. Enjoying the wind and the sounds it made through the trees, almost making it sound and feel like someone was there. Knowing that no-one knew I was here, that never worried me. Some reason the fear it's self aroused me in some way so I had always managed to keep the feeling of someone there, watching me, perhaps take me away from this place. The maze at night always gave off that creepy feeling all I could do was relish in the feel of it. This was my escape from my own birthday party.
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Khati Sha is what they called me. Didn't look like my people, they were more serpent like, worshiping the serpent gods. Father, the king, was all I really knew, he claimed mother had died of natural causes. Little did he know there were rumors saying he sacrificed her because of the way I looked, he refused to believe I was his daughter. Though he took care of me like I was, making me very close and very special to him. And none the less, still the princess of these lands and his people. For now, as long as I was his eldest, I would become queen.
Reasons I look so different was the simple fact that I had cat like feature. Eyes were so pure and so innocent silver like the stars on midnight sky. Hair was more like a thick mane stretching down to the base of my firm ass. Ears showed a mix of elven blood which was the only feature I recieved of my mother. Even my skin had slight hint of panther spots, no fur though. Skin was smooth as silk for every inch of my body was hairless except for my silver mane.
Everyone else was more serpent like features. My looks alone made me special and very high in command. I had no powers that I knew of. Father always kept it that way, as if he knew something more of what I was than he would tell me.
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Today was the day! My 19th birthday, the year I was to be wed. Father had set up a grand ball for every prince in all the lands. I knew nothing about love or anything that followed it. Had always been a sheltered life and now he wants to wed me to some random suitor. Sat next to my father as the party started and people were getting settled into the mood.
Bored out of my mind, none of these males interested me. They were either to big and muscular, having to bend down to kiss my cheek. I wasn't very tall at all. This little petite thing, standing about 5'3 barely weighing 100 lbs. Still looked awesome though, perfectly toned body. Breast were a little big for my size, but still had the right look to fit my slender frame.
Others were to whining, talked to much about nothing. Or didn't talk at all. No way I was interested in any of them.
Found a moment to sneak off into the garden maze, getting lost in it like I love to do. Sadly, I've been in here enough times I couldn't get lost anymore. Enjoying the wind and the sounds it made through the trees, almost making it sound and feel like someone was there. Knowing that no-one knew I was here, that never worried me. Some reason the fear it's self aroused me in some way so I had always managed to keep the feeling of someone there, watching me, perhaps take me away from this place. The maze at night always gave off that creepy feeling all I could do was relish in the feel of it. This was my escape from my own birthday party.
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