Our high priestess blows her whistle
\"Let the games begin...\"
a bright light emanates around her
changing the priestess to the Mistress of the night
beautiful and serene... she\'s ready & waiting
for the dogs to step out of line
The little cloaked submissive\'s run and hide
while the dogs all growl but do not move
waiting for the second whistle
one tried to run but the Mistress cuts him down
driving her sword through his leg
letting her dog finish off the rest
The second whistle blows & the dogs are off
looking and sniffing their way around the pen
searching for the one they seek
hands fly and squeals of delight fill the air
everyone is having fun tonight
till our Mistress spots a red cloak in the corner
Reds were hers... everyone knew
yet this little dog was trying to play her like a fiddle
moving through the crowd with ease
our Mistress flung her sword straight towards them
pinning the dog by the scruff of its neck,
she snapped it with one little move
To be continued...