#saevus

SPRING COMES UNDER THE FEATURES OF A WOMAN WITH A GRACIOUS VISAGE AND BRILLIANT PINK HAIR   /   A woman with nine, cushiony tails. Her ethereal domain is  (  for now  )  abandoned to the attentive cares of the vulpine spirits that she has adopted throughout the course of her sickeningly elongated existence and with volatile freedom now oh so close to the greedy grip of her  (  CLAWED  )  hands, it is not a surprise that she decides to dedicate it in favor of someone who has long since forgotten what it means to be a hummingbird outside of a birdcage. His adobe is thus reached and intruded ‘pon  ;  a wide and mischievous simper pulls on the corners of roseate tiers as she wiggles the large ears above her head, hence becoming the raw personification of mirth and excitement.   ❝  I have a LITTLE SURPRISE for you  !  ❞

♡  ❛❛ Sweetie, this isn’t a free show. I’m afraid there’s going to be a price for what you’ve just seen.  ❜❜ The woman spoke up before she turned to look at them, brandishing her pistol as a warning.

There were many things in this life that Wulf disliked. Many of them didn't have any connection to each other and some of them were created from one another. However, out of all the things he had not enjoyed in both his line of work and his life in general, was an underhanded approach to doing your job. he assassinated some people, he was forced to kill them, forced to defend someone's life by taking others. However, he had never resorted to attacking someone from the back, using dirty tactics, or even trying to kill them in their sleep. It was very standard practice for someone who's livelihood included murdering people for money. Who wants to attract attention by attacking directly? And yet he still dislikes it. Perhaps that's why he would never make a great assassin himself.

But that dislike is what made him deflect a sword, flying closer to the back of a lone figure in the middle of the place he had found. His own speed was blinding for a moment as he used magic to accelerate his own movement and practically appear beside the other person, possibly saving their life, or at least making sure they don't lose focus from another opponent they currently had in front. The man grunts as he deflects the blade further and strikes forward. It seems like the two killers didn't fancy fighting two people at once, so very soon they both retreated.