A Riddle from a Raven : The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Just as the Cat Witch Katrina was starting to get comfortable in trying out the newly acquired throne of Wrath, a messenger flies in from Dyre with surprising news.  Following on from “The Kitty is a Bitch”.

Sieg

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Upon waking up as an undead, one that could actually think for himself and wasn’t moaning about wanting to be alive again and all that jazz, Grey found himself in the grave need to do one thing and one thing only, and it was to give in to those beautiful temptations that life had to offer. And this was indeed one of his favorite ones, in the end none of them were bound to another person to make them feel any guilt if there was any to be felt, they were as free as one could be and they were just enjoying the other, simple, just great, and just as dirty as he liked

So one hand explored, the other pleased, and his bites slowly began climbing up, little by little aiming to get to those lips of hers as he felt how little by little his own urges won over everything else. That bodysuit was great, amazing, but getting in the way nonetheless and he was about to rip it to shreds. The stage was ready, his manhood eager and pushing as in attempt to come out from the pair of jeans and boxers below that kept it trapped…but just as luck may have it a loud sound later someone decided to interrupt

Ugh really?…who let the cookie seller inside?…

He honestly did not wanted to stop mid act, if anything the undead seemed to want to throw this girl out of the window for her interruption. But he knew that Kat would most likely no go on with this so he was forced to move away. His hair seemed to raise a bit when he did as his eyes kept glaring at the girl like if she was an obstacle that he wanted to make explode…honestly…did people even used doors anymore? At least last time he barged into a place he had the kindness of making as much sound as possible to make his presence known. In any case there was no use now, he didn’t wanted to get into a fight cause it would take too long, and quite frankly, he would end up doing something pretty nasty to this girl if he was to get into a fight and even won

I say you install a trap door, many of them…in any case, as for where you are kid, let me give you a clue, everyone here is pretty pissed off, so Wrath is the place

He was not in the mood to give directions, in fact he was in the mood to do something else and unless she wanted to just stand around and become a voyeur he really figured that giving her an answer like this would make her take her leave. If that didn’t worked, well fine, it wouldn’t be the first time that someone like her decided to barge in when he was with his hands busy. So Grey just removed his jacket, tossing it to the ground but taking what seemed to be a piece of folded paper first that he tossed at her before his hand extended towards Kat again, his fingers reaching the back of her ear as he began scratching her there

There, enjoy yourself…now unless you want to stay around and watch the show or join in…away with you

It may have seemed just a way to be rude with her, but he decided to play it in a different manner as he directed a look at Kat, one smirk that gave away that he was going to make her want to be leave the place, right before he turned his head at the girl and smirked at her, saying those words almost like if he actually meant every word he said, at least regarding the join in part. He wasn’t serious, for a while he wanted to have Kat all for himself, so he figured by how she reacted when she saw them doing this that perhaps joining in this activity with the two would make her want to take her leave…at least he expected it. It wouldn’t be the first time things went the opposite way when he said something like that but…last time he said this words and he ended up like that it wasn’t that bad…well true, that vampire girl left him and the other full of bites but…it was worth it

Kiri:
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Ayana had to admit that she hadn’t expected to end up being dropped down in on a situation like this, but could anyone ever truly expect to be dropped down into some random place where everyone is someone you don’t know who the fuck they are? Ayana didn’t think so, in fact she just thought that she was plain unlucky if you really thought about it, it’s not like anyone purposely threw her in here, did they? Ah who cared, time to get the heck out of there. Sure, the man was being a complete, and utter asshole, but she had no wish to deal with this right now; her first concern was taking control of the situation and getting dominance over her own powers. Ignoring the piece of paper, she didn’t exactly need it at the moment, she spun on her heel and marched her little ass right on out of the throne room; but not before she called back with a defiant tone.

“I’m not a child for future reference!”

(TC)

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Katrina’s eyes glowered fiercely at the girl that had interrupted her down time with Grey. Things were just getting heated up, and this…child had to come wandering in, like it was some sideshow ally at the fair. Course, Grey – her new General took it all in his stride, and spoke to the girl with such sarcastic wit, that it gave cause for Katrina to chuckle. Course, when he moved his fingers to toy behind Kat’s ear, she immediately began a deep throated purr. Oh God, did this man know how to use his fingers well on a pussy. So much promise. Her eyes closed as she let herself be swept away by this new pleasurable feeling, till the girl sung out on her departure.

“I’m not a child for future reference!”

“You sure as hell act like one….Tah Tah.” Katrina waved the girl off, with a roll of the eyes, before turning her head ever slowly towards Grey, with a renewed sense of hunger for her General.

“Now…where were we?” A glimmer of lust in her dark eyes becoming apparent, as she practically drank him in. But if she thought that the girl was the last of interruptions to what would be some pretty nasty coupling, she was rudely mistaken. A raven happened to fly right into the throne room from an open gable window and flew around and around in a great circle, before heading to land on the floor, not far from the pair. Normally, ravens from the keep land in the roost at the top of the south tower, this raven had to be lost…unless….

The raven squawked, before a dark mist engulfed its form and it turned into a male, dressed in all black with slicked back hair. He was Lavinia’s raven. A pet or companion on those dark nights. He bowed low before the pair, with much flair and respect.

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“Salutations, Katrina and Sir, I am Bisley, servant of the great Elder Lavinia.”

Katrina instantly sat bolt upright, uncrossing her legs and looking at the servant with wide eyes. She had only just sent off the messages about the change of fortunes at Wrath, and already Lavinia was responding. When last she saw her, was when Lav tossed both Grey and Katrina out of the circle. Yet, here was Bisley, representing Lavinia in the Wrath Kingdom. Katrina had met with Bisley a few times. Something of a tortured soul, who was Lavinia’s eyes in the sky as well as an excellent spy. Knowing this, she had to ask.

“Lavinia got my message then?”

“Aye…and she sends her blessings.”

Looking to Grey, she wondered what her General would make of this. Course, the raven servant was interrupting what was their private time, but news that the Elder was now supporting them as the new head of Wrath – that was pretty big news. One thing was on Katrina’s mind however. She knew that something had happened to Lavinia in that circle. Something that brought about such rage and anger. Was it just from Beel’s disrespect of the Circle, or was there something more?

“How is….Lavinia?” Katrina had been her friend a long time, and was more than aware in her sudden change. Bisley gave away nothing.

“She is as she should be, Katrina. The Elder will see you soon. As you know, there is a disturbance in all things magical….it even affects you.” This was said point of fact, and Bisley’s eyes wandered towards Grey for a moment. Was the bird onto him?

~RB~

Sieg:
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He did not even bothered to answer to that last statement the girl made, only limit himself to roll his eyes as he seemed amused by her words. Yeah, all the way down here and even up there appearences tended to fool people, you couldn’t just look at someone and make a wild guess without usually being wrong at some point…but that didn’t meant that he couldn’t make a mockery out of her looks right? If you chose to be in the shape of a child, there was a reason, and given what she did he had all the right in the world to mock the small cocoon she hidden into. As to how he knew this, it was easy, despite his anger he noticed the way she tried to refer to Hell, the way she asked…clearly an outsider, a tourist…and like any tourist alone in a foreing place she was bound to suffer if she didn’t learned her way around and soon…but then again why even care what happend to her butt? He had a beautiful witch here demanding his attention, and no way he would let this slide

I was about to make you purr like you never did before

Lust and confidence in equal proportions glinted in the eyes of the Frankenstein creature, decided to have the time of a lifetime with the witch and also princess. He wanted this, and ready or not he was ready to claim as he leaned down and was about to resume his actions when somebody else seemed to have forgotten that there had a door that could be knocked. This time interruption was no other than a raven, seemingly lost on his way until finally something happened, enough to again place a bullet within the mood and cause Grey to just groan again, as he decided to sit down himself, with his legs crossed as he noticed his Kat’s attention shifted so suddenly when this intruder appeared

I’m installing a net on that window…I swear…

Given that Kat focused on this intruder, that turns out that was a messenger of sorts, he decided that he would keep his focus on him too despite his interest was lacking, at the very least, until he heard what he had to said. While at first he seemed a bit shocked by how little the answer took to arrive, something about it made him feel rather curious, even a bit suspicious if you must. In a way it must have come as a shock to this Elder that one of their own kind ascended so quickly into this rank, but at the same time maybe it meant good news for them after all. He couldn’t help it, he didn’t knew the person they referred at least on a good day anyways, but despite any good intentions or friendship she may have shared with the current ruler, one thing was clear…at least politically speaking, it was good for the Witches to have one of their own sitting upon one of the seven thrones…

Well at least having more than one ally is reassuring…but then again…

Sloth seemed to be a friendly towards them, but it was because they needed to shelter under somebody’s wing for the moment to resist the upcoming storm. Without a doubt Gluttony would remain a sworn enemy until Beel lost his head and was sent to oblivion given the need Kat had for revenge…which meant that any friend the prince had would be their enemy now, as well as anyone who felt insulted by a witch holding the throne. And now the witches were on their side apparently…but perhaps because they had a crisis on their own they would require help with…and that thought made the undead sight out as he ran a hand through his hair. They were in a privileged position for the moment, but it wouldn’t last…and then there was this other trouble bothering him, aside from this messenger eyes on him

May I ask what is this disturbance?

The undead knew that perhaps it may have seemed strange that he asked such a thing, or even took interest in the matter. In the end despite magic arts were used to put him back together, the energy that animated his body was from a much different origin, dangerous enough to cause the person that brought him back to have to disappeared in order to avoid persecution from it’s own kind. Still, despite this the curiosity remained there as he looked at the raven that took the shape of a man as he narrowed his eyes a little, deciding to explain his reason to ask. In the end he figured such information would not be revealed to him that easily

Not all of us can feel disturbances like the one your elder knows about, nevertheless, it still affects my kind to a degree

He felt sickened in a way by comparing himself with those drooling corpses that sometimes necromancers and such animated. Undeads without a sense of humor or any kind of joy for still be walking on the ground despite Death having claimed a part of them. True, no soul layed within them but unlike the very few thinking ones like himself he was not consumed by a single emotion or just angsty about the whole deal. He enjoyed the pleasures he did not enjoyed in life, the danger and excitement, and if this disturbance could affect undeads he wanted to know about this. Of course, granting this information remained on the male’s hands right now, something he could easily refuse because maybe very few undeads aside from Grey would care for this, or their fate. Grey to this day couldn’t understand their sadness, nor he cared for it, but this man was not aware of this and what information this one lacked that Grey didn’t, was a blessing, even if it meant that he had to play the “caring” card just to get it

Matt:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Tazuya had no idea why he was coming here. He had assumed that for now their dealings with Wrath were complete, but of course Hikari had insisted coming here. It seemed she had her own plans as to what they needed to be doing. Sloth had no idea as to what was going on with gluttony being the one who had forced the former princess to change bodies, but he felt that a storm was coming. Damn, and he forgot his umbrella.

It did not take them long before they entered into the territory of wrath, and Tazuya already felt tired of being here. Everything seemed red, angry, and looking for a fight. Though any who approached the huge being were instantly caught in his powerful Aura of Sloth, draining any will to fight out of them. There were even some behemoths that tried to come for him, but once they were in about a four yard radius, they stopped, and dropped to the ground with a large thud.

“So can you tell me what we are doing here again?” he asked the girl that rode on his shoulder.

She seemed to be the one wanting to be here. He had not cared where they went, just as long as they did not stay in sloth. The place tended to get a bit stuffy.

Tazuya’s hands were tucked into his pockets as he walked, and his body was ravaged by yet another yawn. This yawn was a strong one, and even caused his right eye to water some, but he simply blinked it away. Now they could see the castle of wrath, and they were approaching fast. Now keep in mind that Sloth, and his kingdom have been dormant for a few millennium, and so most demons these days would not even recognize him as one of the princes.

So as they approached the bridge that let to the doors, the guards on the brick structure prepared themselves to defend the castle. However, they too fell prey to Sloth’s passive ability, and soon dropped their weapons. Deciding instead to take a nap. Some were leaning against the bridge railing, and others were curled into the fetal position. There was even a pair that had ended up spooning… Guess they had some suppressed feelings for each other.

“Hmm.”

Tazuya had simply grunted as he looked out over the sleeping men now. Though he quickly redirected his attention to the huge doors of the castle. They were taller than he was, but they did not seem overly reinforced. Tazuya slowly took one hand from his pocket, and raised it to knock upon the door. When he swung his fist down to knock, he accidentally ut too much force into it, and the instant he touched the door it was blasted off its hinges. The power had sent the door tumbling for a good three feet before it came to a rest just behind a male with feathers in his hair.

Even Tazuya seemed shocked that this had happened.

“Well shit.”

He began to rub the back of his head as he looked at the door, but he did not realize one important factor. The successor to Wrath, and he undead body guard had actually never seen Tazuya when they had come to his kingdom, and so they might view this as a raid by an enemy. They would need to be quick in noticing the small girl on the giant’s shoulder to realize who he was. As they had met Hikari before.

“My bad.” he mumbled as he slipped through the vacant doorway now.

Kiri:
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Hikari figured that Tazuya was just kind of in a thought process of why in the hell was he even there, she never gave much of a good reason for him to go there, only that he should go there. She had her reasons, but the point of the matter was that Hikari thought they should at least pay some courtesy of the matter and visit their new found allies, if they didn’t wasn’t it a bit rude? That may have just been the small Bakeneko in all honesty, but even then it was a bit painfully obvious that she didn’t really have much of a need for the fact that she had been raised a lot differently and was only trying to survive in the end; she was just like everyone else in that respect. As they approached the kingdom, Tazuya kept speaking, but she was kind of silent for the very fact she was staring up at the moon with a quiet gaze, silently wondering at a few things as she continued to learn more and more about her powers through analyzation and thought. Even Hikari, however, had to look down and come to attention with the fact that Tazuya ended up knocking down the door of the Wrath Kingdom, and the very fact he did was a bad thing. Letting out a high pitched giggle, the girl flipped up off of Tazuya, landing between he and Katrina as she gave a little bow and danced around a bit once landing; making it obvious who it was that had gotten here.

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“Nice to see you again, Katrina. Undead sir.”

Razorbackwriter:
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Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Katrina and her General had not been privy to what had occurred after they had vanished from the Witch’s circle except to say that there was a change in the Supreme Elder – Katrina knew that much. Whatever it was though was brought on by a disturbance, the same one that the Raven Bisley spoke of now. Keeping a regal stance, the Raven decided to enlighten the pair, since Grey had been bright enough to ask.

“A shift in the sands of time is making both this world and that of the minds of children alter and change in a way that corrupts some, and brings out a great change in others. It already affected you both, since you never got to where you intended when you took flight from Lavinia’s wrath.” The raven paused then added.“And yet…here you are, a Cat for a new Princess with a crown barely a minute or two old. Then again…what is one hundred years to us, is a few seconds to another. It all depends on where you stand.”

While this information might have seemed almost like a riddle of sorts, it did carry a lot of weight in meaning. There could have been more discussion, however, the grand door to the throne room came crashing down, and lo and behold there were more guests, but these ones they had seen before. The Prince of Sloth himself, who had the young girl perched on his mighty shoulder. As they passed through, the guards of the throne room were nodding off, and dropping their weapons with a resounding clatter. This really was a bad look.

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Bisley turned enough to see who was coming and immediately changed back to the raven – taking flight from the throne room before he too would be caught up in the Prince’s aura of sleep inducement. The servant of Lavinia had seen enough to report back, and had left the new Princess of Wrath with something to chew on….well, thoughts.

Hearing the clatter of her snoozing guards, Katrina threw her hands up.

“No nookie makes for a sookie kitty.” Katrina was starting to wonder if she and her General would ever get quality time. Course, she quickly reigned in her temper, as she remembered that the Prince was an ally to the Kingdom of Wrath.

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Getting up off the throne, she minced down the two small steps and extended her arms in welcome to Hikari.

“Welcome, though I am surprised you came so soon. I’ve barely made an impression on the throne.”

She meant her ass print.

~RB~

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
You magic people just have a love for not speaking clearly, don’t you?

Grey hated with all his might when people spoke in riddles, even if they were simple and even if he managed to understand them he still hated it, for him it just made things a lot more complicated because everytime somebody spoke in this way it meant that there was information they held back, something left untold and to discover…and that meant more work for the undead. And even if normally he would have bared his gun and started popping a few kneecaps to get answers, he refrained from doing this…first because he understood that if anything this disturbance meant an alteration of fate of sorts, a corruption that surely had to be stopped from the source…and as for the other reason…plain and simple? He was about to tear down Kat’s clothes with his teeth just to get his reward! And of course…because of some sick cosmic joke, somebody else decided to drop by just to turn his balls from blue to freaking azure

Oh for the sake of the Four Riders of the Apocalypse…don’t people have better things to do today?

Grey groaned, rubbing his temples as he became more and more moody by the second because he was denied that which he wanted more and more, and the wrost part was that he couldn’t shoot this people’s face off because as it turns out there were their allies. Still, despite this he did not made an effort to look the least bit happy, screw it, if they denied him booty then he had all the right to remain grumpy as he well damn pleased

Grey, that’s the name, and good to see that you guys invited yourself in

One door down, a lot of sleeping guards, and a very grumpy undead that had made a few mental notes. First…get someone to install a nice trap door at the entrance just for those times when he wanted a private moment with cat…the other…a net in the window, and last of all…he sweared in the name of the four riders that he was going to start hanging ties on windows and doors just so people got the idea that right now, all he was really interested was in the feline queen. But of course, he was a general now and had to more or less show some respect towards them, so he sighed, and did his best to sound at least polite

Next time tell us when you guys going to drop by, at least we will have the time to find some wine to enjoy…in fact I wonder where they hide the alcohol here

Matt:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Tazuya yawned as he slipped his hands back into his pockets now. It seemed as though the castle was quite large, enough to be able to fit the prince’s full height with no problem. Good thing too, or Tazuya might have accidentally broken something else as well. The prince was standing at his full height now, but quickly sloutched once more. He hated having good posture.

That was when he noticed the blonde princess moving towards Him, and Hikari. She seemed to be welcoming them, but she also seemed upset about something. Something to do with nookie…. Ah well. Though the undead also said something about barging in.

“I knocked.” Tazuya said, motioning towards the door.

It wasn’t his fault that the damn door couldn’t handle his strength. Oh well. Their fault, or thats how he saw it at least. He then heard something about bringing wine. That reminded him. He was now carrying a bag that he had not had when they had left, but he had picked it up from some poor soul in the barrens of hell. Inside the bag was actually a pretty good vintage of wine. This lead the giant man to pull the bottle from the bag, handing it to the undead.

“Happy?” he asked as he once again returned his hands to his pockets.

After that the man was looking for a place to sit, but it seemed as though none of the chairs were his size. He did not feel like breaking anything else in the kingdom, and so he remained standing. As he stood though he yawned widely, his lethargic aura spreading for the duration of the yawn, but returning to normal as the yawn ended.

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Kiri:
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Hikari gave a small giggle as she watched Katrina throw up her hands upon their entrance, laughing softly with a musical tone at the fact she seemed to be very displeased by the fact that Hikari and Tazuya had arrived, but it seemed that she wasn’t the first according to the words of Grey, as he ended up revealing himself to be. Giving a small nod to Katrina and Grey both, while of course listening politely, she looked around the throne room and almost let out a small whistle at the appearance of it; wondering softly at how long this must have been standing, but of course there is always the possibility that as the Kingdom of Wrath, there was the possibility that it had been knocked down and rebuilt several times over. She might have had to ask Natsu, also once known as Sayaka, at some point or another; but that would have to wait for a bit. Katrina seemed a bit… amusingly surprised at their early visit, and with Tazuya being his usual self, she was finding it a bit amusing herself at this point, for it signalled a bit of an interesting turn in events. As Hikari opened her mouth to respond, she felt a small resounding in her core, for the moment anyway, but she quickly ignored it and put it under the rug, covering up her surprise. Something here was resonating with her, but in a faint way, her soul feeling it calling to the one she was connected to. Perhaps she should make a small communication with her at some point or another. For now, time to focus.

“Well, I had nothing else to do. And he needed to get out for a bit, so here we are. What you said, Grey, is fairly accurate; we had nothing better to do.”

 

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The Kitty is a Bitch – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

The Cat Witch Katrina, had now taken over the role of Princess of Wrath thanks to a little help from Grey.  The return to the Wrath Kingdom however was one plagued with memories….of what could have been.

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

 

A castle without light. The home of the former Princess of Wrath was in darkness….the fire had gone out. Snuffed out. Sayaka had so much potential. Katrina knew it, felt it and acted on it. Never did she imagine that leaving her alone at the Hangman’s noose would be the last time she saw her Mistress truly alive. Why? It was so senseless. Leading the one known as Grey to Sloth was a desperate effort on the cat witch’s part to try and save Sayaka. Horrified by witnessing what the body of the former princess had become, Katrina wanted to serve her Mistress to the very end. Little did she realize that this devotion to service would be rewarded in the most spectacular fashion possible. Completely unexpected. Not even the Elders could have imagined that the cheeky cat witch would be the new head of Wrath. Before the newly found powers hit her, the cat witch was genuinely afraid. Oh she had powers of her own, but she had never been anything great. Nothing like Lavinia or even Marguerite. Katrina never begged to be made an elder, she just assumed that when the time was right, when she had proved her worth to the council that she would be elevated.

Katrina took the long road home to Wrath. Along the way she could not help but stew about what had become of Sayaka. What the hell was the point of having a Kingdom when there was no one to back her up? She had an army for God’s sake. SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE VERY SYMBOL OF WAR AND DESTRUCTION. With the newly acquired powers now coursing through her veins, the cat witch come Princess was going to make sure that those who wronged Sayaka paid the price….and those that failed to guard her were made aware of there inadequacy.

On the bridge that crossed the black river, the sides were lined with soldiers. Armed warriors that stood true. They knew of Katrina, but not of the change in rule. With Grey at her side, Katrina walked with a prominent strut – keeping her eyes focused upon the grand oak doors that lay ahead. The General of the Wrath army was waiting, and confused as he did not see Sayaka.

“Miss Katrina…where is her highness?”

Really? The General had no clue at all. In her wake, a large gathering of cats of all sizes, right up to hell cats and cougars were on the march. Change was coming and it would affect all. There was a new look in Katrina’s eyes…ones that no one would have ever seen before. Like glowing embers that stared out and shone as she chose her moment to answer the General’s question.

“Right here.” Katrina raised her hand as the gates suddenly started to open for her, as if by magic. The banners that carried Sayaka’s emblem burned away and a new symbol appeared. One by one torches burst into life, as Katrina went to walk past the General, who couldn’t seem to grasp what was happening.

“Where is Sayaka?’ So many questions. It was enough to make Katrina stop, but she didn’t look back. Instead, her tail whipped out and wrapped around the General’s neck. Prong like spikes that were razor sharp appeared and sunk into the General’s neck. “The same place you’re going…” With a hard pull, Katrina’s tail ripped back and tore the General’s head right from his shoulders. For a moment the body stood there, before collapsing to its knees. Blood pouring out all over the ground in a crimson pool. His life force spent.

“Next time someone asks a stupid question..they.lose their head.” Flicking the blood and skin off her tail, she then turned her head towards Grey and purred.

“Kitty is going to need a new General. Fancy that position, or would you rather one….right underneath me?’ With cat like grace she moved in front of Grey and then licked his cheek slowly with her tongue. “Mmmm…creamy. Never knew the undead was so….tasty.” The pink of her tongue remained caught between her teeth, before Katrina continued on her way inside. The castle was in for a new look….and a new feel. Cats are creatures of comfort, and Katrina planned on making this place very comfortable indeed.

With servants rushing in to see the arrival of Katrina, they all bowed as she assumed the role of the new head of Wrath.
She snapped her fingers and made her first order of business.

‘Send out ravens to all the Kingdoms…except Gluttony. Oh…and make sure one goes to the Witches circle…and the Embassy. Heh….hell, why not even send one to the Blacks. I can’t wait to see Marg’s face. Tell them all…that Katrina of Dyre is the new Princess of Wrath. It was Sayaka’s final wish. I will make her proud.”

One of the raven handlers bowed as he took down the message to be sent, and hurried away. Happy with that she moved on towards the throne room, and was cast back in memory when she first appeared there. She remembers it so vividly. Walking slowly up to the gilded throne, she dragged her claws along the arm of the chair, before whispering.

“I will avenge you, my sweet Sayaka….Make no mistake of that.”

Glancing back at Grey, Katrina suddenly smiled.

“You are owed payment for services. What’s your price?” The new Cat witch lounged upon the throne and swung her leg, one over the other as she slowly started to unzip the front of her catsuit to reveal the rounded mounds of her breasts, peeking shy of the black leather. Her head was tilted with her golden locks tumbling off her shoulder.

~RB~

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Despite the new resolve the new Princess carried, in the depths of his mind Grey couldn’t help it but to see this more as some sort of punishment rather than a reward from Sayaka, the former owner of this lands. She just took off the crown and placed it upon Katrina, who didn’t just took it gladly but who seemed suddenly energized by the confidence she was in each step the feline take, in each movement of her hips that he admitted to have been paying a lot of attention to, everything about her gave away two things, one was that seemed to be feeling like the very owner of this place cause surprise surprise, she was, and the other? She gave away so much confidence that you could drown on it. But truth to be told Grey couldn’t shake the feeling that she got used like some sort of scapegoat…Sayaka wanted out and here was cute and loyal Katrina…who would bow down to her mistress every wish and who just did by taking her place. Yeah…if she wasn’t careful she would pass from ruler to ruled over in little time…but hey…that’s what he was here for right?

He followed her, a smirk placed upon his lips all the time as it became hard for him to take his eyes off her and for a good reason. Her sudden change of attitude maybe would be temporal, like if the power forced upon her got her drunk and that explained the sudden confidence but to hell if that was the case, he liked this and the idea of even sharing a long night of passion with her became the more charming each step he took by her side, heck, even he liked the way she just dealt with that General. The second?…well…he had plans of his own and sadly for the little beautiful feline…she was going to get involved at some point, but for now, why worry about that? In fact, after that moment when she gave him that enjoyable lick and made that offer…why the heck worry at all?

And why not both Kitty Kat?…that way I could be around whenever you…needed me…

If he was a feline he would have purred, but instead he smirked as his fingertips touched her tails before they moved forward, with him following after with that smirk still painted on his face as he witnessed alongside her the looks the throne room beared. Comfortable and with a sight touch of elegance, worthy of the feline ruler who seemed focused on making the most of her little promotion. He would again have felt a bit sorry, if it wasn’t for the fact that her attention shifted to him and his, on the creamy skin below the suit she was unzipping. Boy…screw his rule about no witches…he wasn’t going to miss this not even if the world ended right now

Well…how does becoming your new General sounds? You are going to need one but that wouldn’t be enough, now would it?

He walked closer towards her, a sightly dark smile painted on his lips that wasn’t there to threaten, but to give away a single fact. He wasn’t a knight in shining armor, he wasn’t a gentleman and she might as well knew it by now…he was something closer to a beast, if she lowered her guard he would give them both pleasure…but he wouldn’t be kind, he never was anyways…still why would she want him to treat her like a porcelain doll? So he closed up to her, one hand against the throne as he leaned over, with his finger trailing down from her neck, just enjoying the sensation of her skin as it almost seemed like if he had electricity in that finger, not the unpleasant kind of course…something that…would make the hairs from the back of your neck stand and give you an strange sensation inside. He stopped his finger around her stomach, as it was his palm what touched her as he began moving it a bit higher while he moved lower, with his lips whispering against her ear

Maybe we could work something else to pay me for the rest…don’t you think Kitten?

He leaned in, with his mouth biting her neck but not that harshly as his hand decided to explore the skin below the suit, cupping her breast, making pressure with his hand and then releasing…just merely feeling it as she might have noticed that the same sensation his finger gave away, so did his whole body. Who said chaos was only meant to break stuff? In the end it could so easily be used to give a little extra pleasure, just like now. Of course what he honestly would have desired was that she wasn’t the ruler…who knows…if she had met him at a bar or a place around those lines and even pulled half of what she pulled off now he might have just taken her on spot, in fact he was holding back just a little bit, just for the moment…but who knows, if things have been different…if Sayaka had not been saved in Sloth…he might have just done that eventually. But for the moment he wanted to remain sightly tamed…and the moment she gave any signs of wanting to go further…well…she would see for herself anyways in a few moments

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The Destination of the Fallen.In the light of the moon, her hair glowed a radiant silver, its blondish hue all but gone from the white radiance of the moon which shone down on the young looking girl who walked through the place known as Asgard, home of the Gods. The girl was ashamed of herself for what had happened, being tricked because of naivety and loyalty; though she was not ashamed of the loyalty, she only felt shame for the naivety that she had allowed to control her thoughts and open the way for Loki, God of Trickery, to fool her into falling for such a trick. She headed for the Bifrost, the rainbow bridge which connected this world to that of the others; through this she would head to the place known as Helheim, better known as Hell. As was the decree of Odin, for her to learn to control such a powerful thing, she had to go to the place which was filled with malicious beings and was forbade to return until she could do just that; control that power. Still remembering his words, the Valkyrie lowered her head, hiding her eyes in a deep shadow which was grim and sorrowful, recalling those words with shame.

Odin: “You, Ayana Hashimoto, however devoted you have always been, are henceforth sentenced to reside in Helheim, home of the dead, until such a time as you can control the power that you have brought upon yourself. I forbade your return until such a time you have proven to be able to control it, and should you learn to control it and decide to continue your residence of that place; then perhaps you will prove yourself worthy to be given a new reward, until that time you are to leave this place.”

Ayana, as was the Valkyrie’s name, could not deny what had happened was of her own fault, for her naivety had allowed her to put herself in that situation without any hesitation other than the initial caution. She would not make an excuse on her honor either, she refused to make an excuse; examples could have been anything, with the most obvious being the classic: “But I was tricked, it isn’t my fault!” In her personal opinion, Ayana refused to give up her honor for that kind of ludicrous reasoning; it was foolish and reduced you to nothing but a slithering snake to her. Ayana continued walking in silence for a good while, taking her time as she didn’t feel a need to hurry out of there… she didn’t want to hurry out of the home that she had known for so long, the place where she grew up and trained; the place which she loved with all of her heart.

As the girl reached the Bifrost, she didn’t speed up nor did she slow down, she was lost within her thoughts with too much shame weighing in on her that she didn’t notice the presence of any other; including that of the great God of Thunder himself, Thor. It wasn’t until she had passed him and he cleared his throat at her that she stopped and turned around with an apologetically inquisitive gaze, speaking with a soft voice.

Ayana: “Oh.. I apologize my Lord, is there something that you needed?”

Thor: “I would like to apologize for the sentence that has been thrust upon due to the pranks of my brother… and also would like to reward you for the time you did spend here, devoted to your allegiance to us, the Guardians of Asgard. This Ring of Firebolts is imbued with part of my power, my Divine Lightning. Take it.”

At that, Thor threw the ring to Ayana, whom caught it in her hand with a bow of thanks; perhaps she didn’t deserve it, but she respected the Gods enough that she would not merely toss away a gift from one of them, even if she understood that he wasn’t just rewarding her, but was also showing her a bit of sympathy… something he was famous for. This was not the end, but these would be… her Last Goodbyes. The next time she returned here, never again would she say goodbye, she would say that she was home; that she would be back soon. Taking on a more humane appearance, one of short stature and with long black hair, the Valkyrie headed straight for the end of the Bifrost, prepared to face her fate with a fiery heart once again.

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This is her Last Goodbye, she has sworn to return.

~Next thing we knew~

CRASH! And there was the noise, the sound of a loud boom of thunder and what was seeming to be a blast of lightning, a bright flash and a smoking crater left in the center of the throne room not far from the duo who were… well things were getting a little heated so to speak, with the girl who looked like she could be in anywhere from middle school to being a really short and immature, physically, high school girl. She was busy fitting the ring she had been given onto her finger, which caused a small discharge of gold lightning to spark around her as it assimilated itself into her system. Then… of course, then she had to look up and see the scene before her, causing her to jerk back with a drop of sweat appearing at the side of her face and shock becoming clear there as well.

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“I.. I’m sorry for barging in, may I ask where I am in Helheim? Ahem, I mean Hell.”

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Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

No pussy could resist a good stroking, especially not Katrina. After all the drama, the death of her Mistress and then finding the crown of Wrath falling squarely on her head, she just wanted to relax and let Grey’s wandering hand and teasing digits take her to a higher cloud. Such electricity was working between them, and Katrina arched her back slightly so that the sweet mound of flesh that he had cupped would be pushed further into his hand. Such attentions were more than enough for payment. She was a creature that adored being handled, if the male had what it took to please her. By the way he bit at her neck and strummed her flesh, it was something she could get used too. Katrina had no idea of whatever his motivations were. For now it simply let the whole weight of responsibility for this kingdom ease to the back of her mind and she curled her tail around his waist eagerly.

Remember that he was more than happy to be her General, she would of course make the promotion known, so that if it came to pass that they were to be on the receiving end of an attack from one of the other Kingdoms – namely Gluttony, that he would be listened to without question.

Purring now, with her eyes closed; there was a bright burst of lightning with a terrible follow up roar and boom. For a moment, Katrina thought that she had experienced a taste of how he was to rock her body. It wasn’t until she heard a nervous voice, stuttering about barging in, and clearly having no idea where she was.

Opening her eyes, Katrina remained in her lounged pose, even with Grey’s hand still firmly clasped to her bosom.

“Seriously? Do you even know what a door is?” Katrina’s tail wound around Grey tighter, as though she was making a statement that he was her play thing. “General?” her face turning to that of Grey. A little pout coming to her lips, since he was doing all the right things. “Deal with the child, then come back and finish our negotiations.” Releasing her tail hold on Grey, Katrina sat up slightly and zipped her fight suit up enough so that she was not so revealing.

“I’ve heard of being cock blocked…but this pussy does not like being blocked.”

Folding her arms, she waited to see the exchange between Grey and the intruder. It dawned on Katrina, that if this slip of a girl could enter the Kingdom without knocking, that others would be able to do the same. “I might need to contact Lavinia. Either that or a pest control for nosy children.”

~RB~

The Hidden Curse – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Had the Cat witch pushed to hard and fast too soon?  Maybe Katrina does have nine lives after all.

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Sayaka had simply watched the woman with that same gaze, a gaze of someone who was impossibly serene. The look of someone who had suppressed their emotions to such a point it nearly killed them as a person. Sayaka didn’t change that look till an eyebrow raised at the woman’s comment and her chanting. She didn’t particularly understand, nor really care, what this woman was supposed to be to her, or at least, she didn’t care what the woman thought she was worth to Sayaka. Then as it finished Sayaka felt something she hadn’t in a long time, and it hit her like a bus without warning. Her left hand shot to her temple just before it ended up taking over, tensing up for a split second before it took over. A twisted grin took over only moments before her right hand rose up in a motion that was almost questioning, her fiery golden eyes glowing brightly.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

Sayaka’s hand gripped her head once more as she wrenched out of that wretched curse’s grip. Sayaka stood quietly, holding her head quietly with her eyes hidden now behind that long hair, but her hand was still in motion as the sound of snapping fingers filled the air. The moment that sound resonated through the air, the earth erupted with three black jagged rocks that all stopped inches from the woman’s neck. Sayaka wasn’t kidding around, the Black Earth having dissipated the surrounding blaze of power the moment it stopped, especially if she was using Black Earth and not her sword. She dropped her hand before looking up once more, with that same cold, icy gaze; however this one blazed with true anger.

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“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

 

 

 

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All that theatrics and green mist. The song and the dance were all to do exactly what Katrina hoped it would. In order to slip beneath the calm facade of the Princess of Wrath, she needed to get right under her skin and tease the very beast like you would with a worm on a hook. Appeal to her darkest desire, which of course was to fight. Bring her up and show her to the room, that mystery that plagued Katrina’s mind. It was cold and calculated. Start with a bit of mischief and then turn the game on its head in a blink.

And…it worked.

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The witch was willing to gamble with being attacked as that came with the territory. A game of cat and mouse, but who was the cat and who was the mouse. Like a ripe opening flower, the beast had awoken and that smile was a dead giveaway that the mask had slipped. The voice to come was not the true one of the Princess of Wrath, it was the hidden enigma.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

“YES!” The witch roared in triumph as the power she was charging grew from the telling of the truth. To the creature that we know no name for, truth was overrated. This one thought that to lie, cheat and steal were the fun things in life. Deceit, deception, betrayal. For that glorious moment, the mask was gone and then the Demon launched a blistering attack, that sent great black jagged rocks hurtling for the witch’s throat. But did the witch flee? No, she stood her ground and pulled her chin back so that the rocks could easily pass straight through and sever all her critical veins, thus ending her right there and then. Proud?…no.. This was not about Pride at all. it was about being right.

But just as the rocks may well split her head from her shoulders, they blasted into fine rock and simply fell back to the ground as the Demon of Wrath reigned in her power. She dropped her hand, but the look of pure and unadulterated anger was still in those cold haunting eyes.

“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

All the green mist and sparkles dissipated, as both had shown their hands. But if you think that Kat was terrified, or fearful at this point, she reacted totally differently to what even Sayaka would have imagined. The cat like charm was returning, the witch’s curiosity sated.

“I had to see for myself if it were true, and you proved to me that you are more than worthy of being my Mistress. A test…nothing more. I shall be honest with you, as you have been with me.” The woman’s wand shrunk back and she placed it in her ear, before she morphed back into the domestic looking cat. The black cat shivered from her front paw to her tail, and then scampered towards the throne, only stopping two feet away to bound up and onto the Demon’s lap. Here, she purred and settled down to sit.

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~RB~

 

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Sayaka had to give the cat props for her courage, ticking off a Princess of Wrath took guts, especially when she was of the quieter sort and not so hot-headed as the others before her. No, she was not like that at all, in fact she was more dangerous because of it; she had the calm disposition to think through her actions and what she was doing, planning and plotting into things that could take down even the strongest of targets. Battle was nothing more than a game of chess, and if you couldn’t stay calm enough to plan, then you lost; and with losing came one dangerous consequence: you died.

Sayaka heard the triumph in the cat’s voice, and it made her want to rip the woman’s head from her shoulders without a second thought, even if she had already reigned that anger back into straights, placing that icy mask back into its original position once more. She didn’t speak until she sat down, or that had been the plan anyway, as it seemed that the cat had more to say to the Princess of Wrath. She could tell the creature wasn’t fazed by the threat and that was fine and dandy, didn’t make it any less true at all. Sayaka’s eyes burned with calculation and an icy type of fire, that fiery gold looking almost like a sun in itself in this darker light. Sure, her servants knew better than to mess with her typically anyway, they never knew when she might finally snap and lose all control over her emotions that she had. Hmph.. as though that would happen.

Sayaka watched, and listened to the cat, with a calm, but definitely keenly analyzing gaze which showed that she was now on guard around the woman. After all, she’d forced that Curse to take hold of Sayaka, unleashing a bout of primal insanity. That’s the secret of one reason why Sayaka hasn’t ever been seen using her flames, not that she needed them; the curse laid upon those flames caused her to go into a more primal state, throwing her sanity and cognitive ability out the window and setting her into an instinct run state. She didn’t swat the cat away, much as she would have loved to do so, no, instead she simply looked down at her with a rose eyebrow once more. Wondering just what her entire purpose was with Sayaka.

”Mistress.. hmph, you’re a confident one; but that can be a good trait in a Kingdom like this. So, what was the whole purpose of that test, what was your purpose in revealing the curse which restricts me so?”

Did you expect her to ask any other question really? After all, the cat had just unleashed a secret Sayaka hadn’t revealed in years. Though, at least she didn’t have anyone else to have seen it, even if it would have further reinforced their fear of her; showing even she had a sense of insanity and destructive impulse. She was Princess of Wrath, and even if this was her persona now, that didn’t mean she wasn’t like everyone else.

 

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Oh but Kat was a confident one. So confident in fact, that she shape shifted to her cat like form and took up residency upon the Demon’s lap. The way she glanced up with those eyes of hers as if waiting to see if Sayaka would flick her off in another bout of released anger, or hold it in. Keeping that mask down intact now. It was yet another gamble that the cat was willing to take. Bold and determined. She had got exactly what she had sought and her exhibition was a game to see if the Princess would take the bait. No man would have gotten away with such a ploy. It took a creature that was a true hunter and willing to bet her life on what she believed.

“The whole purpose of that was to see what you could become, and the whispers all pointed to it. I wanted to know for sure, your Highness. My journeys across the realms have lead me to see things, things that all pointed to greatness. But with greatness there is always a price. You have yours. You seek control and that is why you wear the mask of ice cold calm. But if one were to get fired up, then there would be a battle royale to control the flames.”Though the cat had not seen the walls of flames and power that went with it, she was clairvoyant enough to know that this power brought with it a curse unseen till now.

The cat used it’s head to try and get under the Princess’s hand to show affection once more. “You would have no respect for me, if I was a simpering little cat. Sure, I can comfort you in the cold of eve and catch your rats, but I have my own powers and foresight that could be of use to you.” The cat’s gold eyes illuminated as she said this.

“I needed to show you my truth, so that I could gain your trust. A bit reckless perhaps, but you would expect nothing less. Am I right?”

The cat spoke in such a way that she was trying to make her point known. She did not wish for the Princess’s destruction, nor to challenge her throne. This was about seeing past the mask, knowing what lay behind…..and perhaps in a way, helping her. If the Princess could see it that way.

“We are all at war within ourselves, my Lady, but an alliance of minds may ease the burden.”

 

~RB~

 

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Sayaka had to admit, the cat was definitely smart about how she decided to go about this conversation now. Instead of risking ticking off the Princess, instead she was using her head and trying to stay on better terms. Making a powerful ally in doing so. Sayaka let out a small sigh as she ran a hand through her long crimson hair, only to set it down on top of the cat’s head and began to rub her head softly like she had before the whole incident.

Sayaka had to agree with the points that the cat was making st the moment. Perhaps the cat was just what she needed to break this damnable curse… to have control once again.. to be able to defeat those who were beyond her reach at this moment. Though she could still use those flames, they’d cause her to be thrown in a battle royal for control against the curse. Leading to a dangerous inner battle that may end with her death spiritually.

“I think I see your point here. Hmmm…. well… welcome aboard is all that I can say. After the war, I think it’s time I started getting back what’s mine. My power. My soul. My fire.”

 

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 Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

It could have all gone pear shaped. Though the cat spoke with a wisdom that came from thousands of years walking the realms, the Princess might have taken it all as foolishness and ripped the cat up by the scruff of the neck to feed to her hounds. Thankfully, the Demoness did listen. The cat spoke in a calm and concise manner that was in no way threatening, but more to explain why she did…what she had done. In order to gain respect, you needed to show your colours. Be willing to take what was coming, good or bad. The added show of affection towards the Princess, which came natural for a cat sealed the deal that the cat spoke true. Why walk the path alone, when you could have someone beside you, that not only had your back but had seen the dark side of the Princess and not fled in terror. As much as it could be the scariest thing imaginable, it took a great deal to ruffle her fur.

Cats think differently to most other creatures. They have a predator like instinct, and see themselves as being above the likes of dogs and in some cases humans. Humans like to think that they are the Masters, when it is very much the other way around. Since the dawn of time, cats have been revered and even used as figure heads for the gods and the great Pharaohs of Egypt. They must have cottoned on early as to their spiritual significance. Painted and carved onto stone for thousands of years, till the time when religion painted them as something evil. In fact, had it not been for the mistrust of the Europeans in the dark ages and beyond, there may never have been a black plague. That was the price man paid for his folly and distrust of cats.

Katrina’s eyes showed a very old soul beneath. Sure, in her bipedal like form she appeared youthful and vivacious. The reality was a very very old woman. Being a cat in form had many advantages. Not to mention the nine lives that went with it. The only problem. Curiosity. It was this same curiosity that brought her to Wrath in the first place, and she was willing to be one of her lives that what she understood to be a rumor, was in fact true.

Rubbing her head to the Princess’s hand it was almost like the deal was struck between them. A way of bonding. The cat then marked the Princess’s skin with the glands in her cheeks, as though marking her territory. From this moment on, the cat would serve the Princess faithfully regardless of the price she may pay.

Kat was welcomed with little word, except that Sayaka put forward that it was now time for her to get back what was truly hers.

Her power, her soul and of course, her fire.

Leaping off the Princess’s lap, the cat then morphed back to the bewitching cat woman that she was when she first arrived. A huge grin on those red lips, that were set against the white of her skin. Her body was enveloped in a black leather suit, and her hair covered with the black cap that only allowed her ears to peek through.

“Then…what are we waiting for, your Highness?”

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“Meow.”

~RB~

 

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Sayaka had to give props to the cat, she was smart and wise, and definitely knew how to earn someone’s respect even if it could have gotten her killed in this case. Of course it could have though. And she was courageous to have stood there while Sayaka lost utter control over the Curse laying in wait. Yeah, normally she might have grabbed the cat and murdered her on the spot, but for some odd enough reason Sayaka didn’t; not that she would have, nor could have, explained exactly as to why the Princess didn’t do so.

Sayaka continued methodically stroking the head of the cat, thinking silently about the fact that she was going to have to somehow deal with the curse that was lying upon her Flames. She was thinking about how she would unlock her flames again without losing complete control over herself, for even strained control would be better than none at all for her. For her anyway, but there were catches for just using the flames with the curse active. Even if she could take control, until the curse was broken the flames themselves harmed her.

Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the cat as she jumped off her lap, tilting her head to the side in a bout of curiosity. What was the cat up to? Well, a question that didn’t have a full purpose as it was answered by the cat’s own question. What were they waiting for hmm? Well, that was a good question but…. how did this cat plan to handle this?

“Hmph.. that’s a good question. What’re you thinking?”

 

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There is a thing about wearing leather, it feels so good to the touch and Kat was really enjoying her latest fit. Smoothing her own gloved fingers down her sides and purring at the same time. Bizarre to see a cat woman behave this way though it was totally natural to her. Her pink tongue was showing between her teeth as she minced about waiting to see if Sayaka would get up from her throne. The cat had suggested that there was no time like the present to get up off her butt and start working on that curse, but it turns out that while Sayaka though it was a good idea, she wasn’t sure exactly where the cat had in mind to train, so to speak.

“There is this place, called the Hangman’s noose. Before you get ideas, its not some sadomasochism hell hole. On the contrary, its a wrestling pit and fight club. We could go see whose up to get their ass kicked, and maybe earn a few coin in the process.”

Seeing as there were no wars presently, it was not like Sayaka could just roll up into another kingdom’s barracks and start killing soldiers without cause. The idea of going to the club to…spar, was the next best thing to that.

“I’ll even be your tag team partner. We’d be quite the team.” Kat wiggled her brow at her own suggestion. “I can hold my own in the ring, and make it look damn sexy. No man can resist playing around with some wild pussy.”

Kat giggled as she said that. Saying things that mean something dirty was kind of her thing.

“Oops…I did it again baby.” Kat winked and then skipped towards the door. “Come on!”

 

~RB~

 

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Sayaka rose an eyebrow, her left eyebrow to be exact, as she tilted her head to the right, curiously watching the cat act fairly strange to Sayaka, but the Princess did have a small smile on her face from laughter. She found it quite amusing that the cat was so excited over an outfit. Sayaka’s own outfit was of mostly leather, with some exceptions here and there, being of a dominantly crimson color alongside other various darker colors. She wasn’t the type to really worry about clothing though to be honest, it never made much sense to her in that respect.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes showed an interest in what the woman was saying, in fact her head straightened and both eyebrows climbed upwards in a small show of amusement. Well, the woman had a bunch of ideas in her skull, a good trait to have when surrounded by a bunch of meat heads; which described the Kingdom of Wrath fairly well with few exceptions. Hmm…. well, it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“Hmm… sure thing. Sounds interesting, on every aspect.”

Sayaka gave the cat a small wink as she followed suit, even she had a joking side on occasion. Sayaka grabbed her long katana-like sword and followed easily, gracefully as well. A small smile on her face. 

 

 

Show me your truth! – The Kingdom of Wrath – PD.

Katrina’s cheeky ways may land her in hot water with the Princess of Wrath; Sayaka.  One hell of a cat fight is about to commence. – Princess Diaries RP.

 

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Of course, she wasn’t asleep, she was too disciplined to let her guard down like that. Especially with the issues of what was troubling her. No. She was merely in thought, as she always was when she was alone; resting and thinking. The two things she prefered over anything. Even with the fact she was Wrath Incarnate, she loved to rest and think, simply being calm and relaxed above tense and angry. After all, it did give one wrinkles to worry too much about things, especially about things that you couldn’t control in the slightest.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes, once a burning crimson that they had been before the . . . well, that wasn’t important, all that was important was a simple fact: she hadn’t been expecting someone to be in the throne room. Till, of course, she saw who it was exactly. Normal indeed, a look which held a burning icy sense to it stared down at the cat, someone infamous for mischief; and some stranger things to be found in Hell. Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the woman, simply watching her with a calm gaze, but one that also seemed to burn and freeze at the same time. It was unnerving for most, but for this one Sayaka knew her normal attitude didn’t faze a creature like this.

Her eyes closed for a mere moment, and what could have been a tiny smile of sorts crossed over her face, as she listened to the being. Sure, her sentence had a double meaning of sorts to it, however the secondary sentence cleared everything for the Princess. Despite her cold demeanor, she could have her moments of softness, who didn’t in all honesty though? You’d have to be a Sociopath of sorts in order to not. That or just plain depressed. There was a slight rustle, but even with that it was difficult to tell she was moving until her hand, covered in a elbow length, crimson and black colored glove which was skin-tight on purpose, set itself on the cat’s head, rubbing her head softly.

“You are a greedy one, but then again, it’s better than being prideful..”

The truth that, Sayaka had a genuine and complete dislike for those who couldn’t swallow their pride for anything. And that happened to be ALL of the Kingdom of Pride, recipe for disaster right? Well, only time could tell with Sayaka. She had other things to worry about. 

 

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Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Oh, there was nothing that Kat loved more than to have her head stroked. That little pink tongue stayed stuck between her teeth and her eyes gave off a far away look as she instinctively started to purr. Dropping to her knees and letting her slink black tail curl happily around her. Talk about hitting the spot. Not a G spot, but a Kat spot. Normally when she waltzed into kingdoms, the Princes set the dogs on her. She tended to say and do things that would have others set on the edge of their seats. Untrusting of the feline minx. Then again, they didn’t realize that Kat could also offer the one thing that many prize….comfort. To stroke a pussy cat often brought down the heart rate…though for some it sped up.

“Hehe, greedy for affection? I’ll bite that.” The tongue slid into Kat’s mouth and she chewed her bottom lip playfully. “A girl has to work for her cream sometime.” Everything that Kat said had a sinful double meaning. No wonder she belonged in Hell. If Sayaka had bothered to notice, the cat had yet to be collared. Owned by no one, more of a stray if anything. She simply wandered from place to place, her reasons were her own. Honestly, who questions a cat?

Kat moved her head beneath Sayaka’s getting the most she could out of this show of affection from what was a most dangerous demon. The Demon of Wrath. “I bet I could make you purr too.” Naughty, naughty Kat.

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“Have you guessed what I am yet?” Kat figured that the Princess of Wrath would have figured it out. With a powerful aura about her, she was bound to know much about what came through her doors. Though at the moment, most of her staff seemed to be leaving her to her devices. Like they knew when it was the right time to let her dwell on things, to think.

~RB~

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“Hmph, a sight to see that. But, first you should remember a few manners yes? What is it that you want?”

Sayaka knew demons, and knew them well. Though this one definitely wasn’t a demon more than likely, just considering everything in all honesty. But then again, she could be at the same time. Sayaka’s voice was calm and clear, icy in tone and obviously disciplined. Of course she was, she was in charge of one of the most volatile Kingdoms in hell, she had to be disciplined. And being a Princess of Wrath didn’t always mean one had to stay angry, no.. in fact one who led Wrath could be calm as they come and still represent Wrath in essence with their power. That’s what Sayaka’s flames did, but no one had ever seen those flames, she’d never used them before in front of anyone, not since the day her training ended.

In any case, Sayaka had to raise an eyebrow at the woman silently, eyeing her with cold, but blazing, golden eyes. She obviously wasn’t one to joke, but that’s why she simply answered the girl with a calm disposition. The only Wrath who was actually able to be calm, it was a surprise to be honest for those who did not know her ahead of time.

“Either a cat-type demon or a Witch. Though either are possible.”

Perhaps the Princess did have something locked away with the new color of her eyes, that flaming gold was strange and abnormal even for a demon like her, almost as though it wasn’t hers at all. It was there in plain sight, but only for those with the eyes to see.

 

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Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Kat slid out from beneath Sayaka’s hand and purred as she crept up and then went to standing. She had asked a question, but like everything that Katrina did, it had a double meaning. Not so much asking if the Demon Princess knew what Kat was, but what she REALLY was.

“Close. I am…more what you need if anything.” What could the Princess of Wrath need, you might ask. Taking one step away, then another, she walked with one foot crossing the other as she showed a sleek form that was dressed in a skin tight black fit, bold and figure hugging. Her tail whipped about her form in a sensual manner as a dark aura radiated about her form. The cat creature was a sinister bitch after all.

Turning slowly, she started to chant.

I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH

She brought her arms together straight out in front of her as her two fingers met and pointed straight at the Demon of Wrath.

“I’m a challenge!” Her form was enveloped in a green blaze of swirling light and power, crackles of lightning erupted from the green haze as she spun hard and fast in the center of the vortex she was creating. Her golden curls lengthened as she started to cackle loudly.

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“Chamma chamma re chamma chamma
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
Re chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
Tere paas aaun teri, saanson mein samaun…

Chamma chamma re chamma chamma
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan re
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
(chamma chamma)
Baaje re meri paejaniyaan…
Re meri paejaniyaan (eh, chamma chamma)

(Eh, chamma chamma)
(Chamma chamma baaje re meri chamma)
Oh, yeah yeah… oh uo uo…
(Baaje re meri paejaniyaan)
(Baaje re meri paejaniyaan)

Tere paas aaun teri
Saanson mein samaun teri
Tere paas aaun teri
Saanson mein samaun raja!”

Kat had come to Wrath to see for herself if the calm visage of Sayaka was nothing more than a veil of deceit. She withdrew her wand and made a circle with it as the chanting filled the room.

“Show me your truth!”

~RB~

 

The Kingdom of Wrath : The Princess Diaries.

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle  (New Series)

 

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Kingdom of Wrath’s Castle, the main hub for all activity for the Kingdom of Wrath and the current “Satan’s,” Princess of Wrath, home. This is where she is normally seen, and typically she is either roaming around or actually sitting at her throne. Though which is never certain for her.

Kiri:  Wrath huh? Well, for the information of most people who don’t know, or have yet to find out; Wrath isn’t all fire, chaos and destruction like one might have expected from a place in Hell. Obviously someone, the current Princess of Wrath name, definitely had put in thought of something more than just power. And it showed, in spite of the war that Wrath had recently gone through, the land was barren and rocky yes, but for a place in Hell it looked damn peaceful. The castle itself stood regal, with flames burning in several places with the brilliance of power. Though the castle seemed a little strange in design, it housed who might have been one of the strongest Princes, or rather Princess in this case, to live at the time. Though many thought she was low tier indeed, but she liked it that way.

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Sitting in the darkness, alone, the current Princess of Wrath, named Sayaka, rested upon her thrown with golden eyes closed. She was finally taking a break from the damnable amounts of work that were worse than even damnation itself. She gave a heavy blown sigh, fingering the hilt of her abnormally shaped katana-like weapon. She seemed distracted by something, but what was unclear exactly. Perhaps it was the war that had ended? Or could it have been something other than that little Hell of its own? No one could see through that blank face. A Princess of Wrath who was calm, a sight to see wasn’t it? Well don’t let appearances deceive you, she’s a definite firebrand not scared to show a man his place. Her eyes forced themselves opened as soon as she began to hear more people bustling out, wondering if she should spirit herself away to relax.Razorbackwriter:  Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Everything seemed so peaceful. Fire bursting through various points in the floor, the walls littered with trophies of the damned that dared to try and take on the insatiable Princess of Wrath – Sayaka. A goddess like creature that was resting upon her gilded throne, her golden eyes hidden beneath closed lids. Her voluptuous chest rising and falling as though in slumber….but was she? Could it be that she was merely resting after the wars….after all that had happened in the past few months. She deserved the rest, didn’t she? It was so hard to run a Kingdom such as Wrath on their lonesome. Sure, she had followers…knights, guards, servants, butt boys…all that. But what she didn’t have was someone that could see behind the well veiled mask. Oh yes, she kept that calm, serene look about her. Was it all an act though? Some say that being in Hell is the worst thing imaginable, and yet, we can live our own private Hell deep within. It was highly likely that this was the case. To have it all…and yet be plagued by something that never allowed her to truly be free to let her guard down. Something….dark waited. Wrapped up and pent up. Under a mental lock and key. Anyone can show serenity, but how long would it be before the visage cracks. It was well known that Sayaka could put a man in his place. Freeze him with her bold stare.

But what…if it were a woman?

They say timing is everything, and there was no time like the present. Oh, the other Princes in Hell had their own demons, others had it lucky. Sayaka was about to discover that she was being watched, and had been for quite some time now.

~Purrrrrrrrr~

There it was. A flash of black that moved through the shadows. A sweet sounding kitty like purr of satisfaction. The witch had picked her moment well, just as the Princess’s eyes were starting to open. Golden eyes, much like her own but shaped like small almonds blinked out of the darkness. The Princess may well ask who was there and she would be answered of course.

“Mmmm someone’s lonely.” That was not the sound of a cat meowing, that had a human like quality. Morphing out of the darkness appeared a shapely woman. A shock of blonde curls that framed a pretty face was now staring at the Princess on the throne. A wry grin was on the girl’s face before she chewed her bottom lip almost in a coy fashion. “D’awww, did I interrupt your nap?” Kat made a mock pout. Oh this feline bitch was something else. Odd little black cat like ears appeared poking through her golden curls. They twitched back and forth as she sashayed up towards the throne.

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“You know, you might feel a whole lot better if you…stroked something.” Kat caught the pink of her tongue between her teeth as she waited for the Princess to react. A eyebrow wiggle and then Kat pawed at her. “Me -oow, you know what I’m saying.” ~RB~