...came the bellowing condemnation as Indra crashed one continental foot across the planet. She reached for the orbiting moon, twinkling with all manner of civilization, and even more important-looking architecture than the planet currently wracked by her bullying sesh.
She grinned a fearsome, hungry, fang-lined smile as she pulled the governing body closer to her face, to give them a proper look at their new deity.
The thundering peal of her rising laughter sent a collective shudder of terror down the spines of the twenty billion hapless souls scattered across the solar system.
They belonged to HER now.
A piece inspired by a pose from a Coug'r work, starring Indra reminding a nascent starfaring people just who really runs this galaxy...