...L a y l a...
Her deep blue, almost purple eyes reflected the stars, the night sky. They flashed with great impatience, and her long silver and white-tipped tail flicked against the ground impaitently. Swish, swish, swish. Her small slender, and agile body was washed in the moonlight, making her already silver coloured fur glow. Long, sharp claws protude from her dainty white paws, and she scrapes the black pavement in frustration. Leaping up, she slips back into the shadows, not wanting to be seen before she sees another. She is livid, furious with red hot anger. The cat she was supposed to meet tonight hasn't shown up. She was going to strike a deal, a bargain. A way to gain access to some of the highest assasians in the world. The tom, Lucascious, he was supposed to bargain with her. She would give him victims, the city, show him her skill. He would find her a spot in his ranks. Protection, and information. Yes, what she wanted most was information. Information about a certain cat who called himself Loradeo. She hissed at the very thought of his name, her ears flat against her skull. Her brother. She hissed at the thought of that, too. No, no, Loradeo was no longer family to her. He had joined Skellio when they were young cats. He had joined, and killed her family. Had forced Layla to watch him kill their family because she had refused to join the gang. He later killed Skellio, and lead the group of cats. Layla hadn't known what had happened to him in the time since she had fled. But recently, she'd been tracking down several cats whom could fid him. And now she had. It was time for revenge. She smiled evily atthe idea, and her tail curled up in delight. Revenge. A sweet, satisfactory taste. Watching her brothers blood spill to the ground and forevermore stain the sidewalks of the city. Ruin his little gang of vicious murderers, killing them all. Of course, she'd let Loradeo know she was coming for him, save him for last. He would have to live through the terror of it all as he watched his comarades get killed and tortured, on by one. Until it was his turn.
it's been a long time since I've been here. perhaps I'll stay awhile.
