These beautiful blood sisters are now
upon the chain with exi and cheshy.They are different than their silk chain
sisters.They are brainwashed ,leather clad and believe they are wild and
feral.They are Master Padishar's pit fighters.They are just as devoted to
him as their silk sisters, and although they don't cozy up to nor play with
the silkies, they do protect their Master's property. They have a taste for
blood.Will it be yours they feast upon next?
The only thing that fully registered in her mind
was pain. Like burning acid, it seared through her veins and spewed forth
fire into every inch of her being. Her throat raw from screaming, her palms
torn from digging talon like nails so deeply into the tender flesh. Barely
filtering through the high-pitched shrieking that echoed within her mind
was His voice, cruel and calculating...tainted with amusement at the hellacious
agony His homemade "recipe" was plummeting her into. She squinted open her
eyes to glare at him, almost laughing at the bruise upon his jaw before the
pain tore into her with a vengeance more malicious than the previous three
days. Her body jerked back against the wall as though hurled by a physical
force, her head reared back in a soul lamenting howl of torment. At that
precise moment, His voice touched the primitive beast that had for so long
remained dormant within, triggering Her to rise and consumse the panther
girl once known as Khalei. The iron will of that beast easily tore apart
the humanity that held reign within her psyche, replacing it with a feral
darkness that twisted and contorted her so fully towards the primal calling
within that narrowed to slits are the
pupils
in her eyes. The pain...it could be ignored now. A raging hunger now occupied
her senses, and He answered soon enough. Ahns later, her belly filled with
raw meat and blood, azrael's chin was resting placidly atop His thigh while
His fingers streamed through her sheared mane.
Learning that her Sister had been captured, she began the hunt to reclaim her Blood with a vengeance, knowing only a name of the one who held her, Padishar Motox Vatuga. Searching for him relentlessly, she tracked Him to the Arena, to find Him in the company of another of His Brotherhood along with two Forest Sisters. Drugged from a dart, not by her own hand, she took advantage of the situation and was able to torment and taunt Him until he agreed to a fight with the terms being that if she were to lose she would wear His ko'lar, but if she won then her Sister was to be set free. Taking a brutal beating in the ensuing fight, she was brought to His Keep, chained to the wall and drugged to contain the fierceness of her pride and fight that remained even in the face of defeat. Seeing that she would be no easy conquest, His own "special" concoction that was given to her Sister was doubled in dosage. Morbid amusement at her growing discomfort, He unchains her to give the false sense of hope in escaping, her mind slowly drawing inward as the rush of liquid fire runs its course through her veins until only the blinding pain was left...only onvershadowed by the feral beast that clawed its way up from a subterranean level of her psyche within His dark grip, her bloodcurdling screams of pain soon turned to howls of a more primal and feral nature...His chilling whispers breathed into her ear calming the beast along with the pain as the transformation was completed, the once proud panther girl named Kaihlei was no more as her gaze narrowed in its field by slits of pupils that resemble those of a feline. Perhaps moreso protective than even her Blood Sister, azrael,she allows none to touch save her Owner and Sister, unless she deems it. She is now His malinka, loyal to the death for any threat to Him, is a direct threat to her very existance.
Together, they are the venomous and deadly
Pit Slaves of Padishar Motox Vatuga, bending to His will and whim alone.
His commands never go unanswered, His wishes never
unfulfilled.
Onyx clasps about their necks, while a sinister dagger tears through His initials DS, the mark seared below the left ear on their necks. Clad in sable leathers and armed with razor sharp canines, deadly talons and the fierce devotion they hold for their Owner and their twisted dedication to protecting all else He cares for. Blood proves thicker than water...to attack one is to be mauled by the other, and to harm one...means death. Each muscle toned to perfection, every sense alert to His whim, they know when He is in danger and react immediately. azrael and malinka...the cunning and dangerous Pit Slaves tamed by Padishar Motox Vatuga's hand alone.
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