The Wolf
Preliat turned slowly, his Tomahawk going back onto his bicep, with the blade facing towards his back. He stared at the woman for a long while, before he slowly walked forward. It was unclear for a moment if Preliat was about to kill her or simply say something at a closer distance. He stared at her for a while. Not the typical stare that attractive females got, because Preliat hadn't had romantic or even lustful thoughts in such a long time. His only lust and love belonged in taking life and bringing pain. He stopped, breathing deeply.
"I will not hesitate to kill you, maim you, break you, or hurt you in every possible manner that I can possibly FRACKING THINK OF!"He shook with the same uncontrollable rage, his body unable to contain his rage."If you say something even remotely unpleasant or something I do not like. I am no mood for theatrics or games."
[member="Kila Cadau"]
"I will not hesitate to kill you, maim you, break you, or hurt you in every possible manner that I can possibly FRACKING THINK OF!"He shook with the same uncontrollable rage, his body unable to contain his rage."If you say something even remotely unpleasant or something I do not like. I am no mood for theatrics or games."
[member="Kila Cadau"]