Mischa's death
Mischa's death!
Well... it all started with a nice stroll throw the park late one summer afternoon, scuffing her feet looking down at her black and green skate shoes Mischa walked over to the old house where she did some of her best art works, in the quite old house.
The quart yard was over grown with vines and small flowers. It was a magical garden with a hard history, where the adult avoided and told the children not to go.
But that didn't stop Mischa, a young Neko girl with long red hair with eyes bright as could be almost bringing light into the darkest rooms. She was a cheerful girl, quite a friendly girl but very secretive about what she did. Growing up in an unsteady house old her mother dying when she was young having been separated from her sister.
She arrived at the huge gates, placing her paw on the ring and pushing it open talking a step in closing the door behind her. A group of colour butterflies took off been startled but the girl. The garden was often filled with small creatures that Mischa liked to draw.
She walked over to the steps and sat down pulling out her sketch book and a pen leaning back to start drawing a flower, her tail swishing around her feet.
But today day she was not alone. There was an older fox inside hiding out. He could hear a soft mumble of Mischa singing softly to her self as she drew.
"Wha... Whats that?" he looked around looking throw the window to see the girl sitting and drawing peacefully in the front steps. "Hmm she looks not bad" he thought looking at her up and down his tail wagging fast. Slipping out the door quietly not to disturb Mischa he leant down sniffing her neck, she turned her head and calmly said
"Yes sir? My I help you?" she kept drawing UN fazed by the black fox leaning over her shoulder.
He rolled his eyes wanting a better reaction then what he got. He grabbed her by the hair pulling her inside the house throwing her against the wall; she fell with out a sound like she knew it was gonna happen. Mischa had a sense for these things. The fox walked over to her lifting her chin up, the shining light from her eyes seemed to fade away showing a duller colour. She just smirked grabbing her wrist and tiring them with a rope and pushing her to her stomach kicking up the back of her skirt with is foot.
"This is going to be easy" he chuckled putting his furred paw on one side of her ass having her just laying there like nothing was happening. His UN zipped his fly flopping out his foxy member. Kneeling down on his knee's lining her up.
The floors started to crack open to reveal a magma starting to glow throw the cracks the heat started to burn the fox's fur making him jump up looking around in shock, Mischa started to float up onto her feet her eyes glowing a different purple to before.
"You sir are a sin to this earth, you sir must be punished for what you have done" the rope that bonded her wrist together melted off like metal. Her body started to change wing started to form on her back and a silver pentagram pushed up from her fur.
"Wha...What the hell are you?" he muttered scrambling back to a wall eyes wide looking around the room, the stanch of fear filled the room
Mischa chuckled, the floor of the house started to break away, leaving a pool of magma to consume the black fox in his sins.
Mischa's death!
Well... it all started with a nice stroll throw the park late one summer afternoon, scuffing her feet looking down at her black and green skate shoes Mischa walked over to the old house where she did some of her best art works, in the quite old house.
The quart yard was over grown with vines and small flowers. It was a magical garden with a hard history, where the adult avoided and told the children not to go.
But that didn't stop Mischa, a young Neko girl with long red hair with eyes bright as could be almost bringing light into the darkest rooms. She was a cheerful girl, quite a friendly girl but very secretive about what she did. Growing up in an unsteady house old her mother dying when she was young having been separated from her sister.
She arrived at the huge gates, placing her paw on the ring and pushing it open talking a step in closing the door behind her. A group of colour butterflies took off been startled but the girl. The garden was often filled with small creatures that Mischa liked to draw.
She walked over to the steps and sat down pulling out her sketch book and a pen leaning back to start drawing a flower, her tail swishing around her feet.
But today day she was not alone. There was an older fox inside hiding out. He could hear a soft mumble of Mischa singing softly to her self as she drew.
"Wha... Whats that?" he looked around looking throw the window to see the girl sitting and drawing peacefully in the front steps. "Hmm she looks not bad" he thought looking at her up and down his tail wagging fast. Slipping out the door quietly not to disturb Mischa he leant down sniffing her neck, she turned her head and calmly said
"Yes sir? My I help you?" she kept drawing UN fazed by the black fox leaning over her shoulder.
He rolled his eyes wanting a better reaction then what he got. He grabbed her by the hair pulling her inside the house throwing her against the wall; she fell with out a sound like she knew it was gonna happen. Mischa had a sense for these things. The fox walked over to her lifting her chin up, the shining light from her eyes seemed to fade away showing a duller colour. She just smirked grabbing her wrist and tiring them with a rope and pushing her to her stomach kicking up the back of her skirt with is foot.
"This is going to be easy" he chuckled putting his furred paw on one side of her ass having her just laying there like nothing was happening. His UN zipped his fly flopping out his foxy member. Kneeling down on his knee's lining her up.
The floors started to crack open to reveal a magma starting to glow throw the cracks the heat started to burn the fox's fur making him jump up looking around in shock, Mischa started to float up onto her feet her eyes glowing a different purple to before.
"You sir are a sin to this earth, you sir must be punished for what you have done" the rope that bonded her wrist together melted off like metal. Her body started to change wing started to form on her back and a silver pentagram pushed up from her fur.
"Wha...What the hell are you?" he muttered scrambling back to a wall eyes wide looking around the room, the stanch of fear filled the room
Mischa chuckled, the floor of the house started to break away, leaving a pool of magma to consume the black fox in his sins.