Re: Are the stars right?(Helena/Courage Wolf)
Helena watched the seen unfold, Laughing, enjoying the spectacle in her own twisted way, before she felt something touch her. She turned to see the man nursing his burning hands, the filthy creature has dared to touch her!? HE HAD DARED TO LAY HIS DISGUSTING FINGERS ON HER!? No! She would decide when the cattle would feel her caress, and nothing else. Turning, Helena lashed out with her wing and arm, backhanding the man away from her platform before wading into the crowd like a demonic queen amongst the peasants.
Her flames took on a far more docile temperature to those she reached out to, grabbing men and women left and right, the wrap demon and her own tendrils binding those that attempted to flee. One such capture, a woman, found herself wrapped in the cloth of the demon before being dragged into her outstretched arm, before she was stripped in an instant and suddenly filled, left to writhe in the grips of the tendrils and the demon as a man was lashed up behind her, and she sank with a happy sigh onto his shaft, his clothing having been removed long before Helena had found him. Pulled tight against her, Helena rolled her hips, taking him deep as she pulled in several more, soon falling to wrap her lips around the cock of another, and feeling her pucker filled by a third as her tendrils continued to bind and ravage everything and everyone within reach.
She would feed upon the cattle this night... But not the souls... the souls were the source of the filth, but the power... she would purify the power within the crucible of her own soul... *Remember Sister... Only Kill that which you plan to cook... Cattle... Is Valuable.
These were the actions of someone intending, to enslave the entire village, and to use them as nothing more then a food source for her dark workings... but the song wouldn't hold forever, Helena, bolstered as she was, was simply not that powerful, and though the night of rape, violence, lust, and carnal filled the evening hours, when first light broke the horizon... her power would break... the spell would fade... But... Someone was missing...
Casting her mind around suddenly, Helena couldn't find Willow, until she found her at the encampment... The Witch had Run... That was her right, she was no human, but a being of power. If she wished not to indulge, then so be it... Helena would keep the party going, until dawn forced her to stop.