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Post by p.sylence ♥ on Aug 27, 2006 0:47:11 GMT -5
{estrella} Femme stared down on all the desperate faes, chuckling quietly to herself. You would never find her down there, screaming and hollering. She stepped roughly over the dead grass, into the shadows. The sun was her enemy, her betrayer. Pacing deeper into the dark, she followed an old path, many years overgrown. Gnarly branches grabbed at her neck and legs, drawing blood in small scrapes over her bod. No pain reached her nerves, so she continued to walk on, ignoring everything around her. A small rabbit crossed in front of her, and her large eyes glared red as the little devil creature hopped away. She was in no hurry for anything, but the farther she got into that dark forest, the more she felt evil growing within her. If she looked up she saw no sky, no sun. It was just black, extending in every way around her. Steel coat blended well, toned neck, chest, and hindquarters glowed under a little break in the trees. For a moment she wondered where she was going, but pushed the thought out of her mind. She stopped, and turned around. It seemed someone, or something was following her. She silently searched the darkness, glassy orbs shining red. Could this be the end? Or a new beginning? {{wow.... my muse is runnin tonight!!((actully this mornin, lol)) postie back aaron!!}}
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Post by Delilah on Sept 5, 2006 17:30:59 GMT -5
Long muscular pillars carried the ebon stained brute along the path in the forest that surrounded the valley where the worthless wenchs cried out for someone to take them home and care for them, so they would never have to do anything again. He wasn't sure at the moment what had brough him back here, but since he was on the edge of the valley he wanted to see the fear and desperation on the vixens faces. Cold voids turned to the grey sky as a snowflake landed upon his pelt, melting on him, then others came cascading down upon his ebon pelt. He moved on paying them no mind, they would all dissapear soon enough, like everything and everyone did.
Daggers imprinted themselves upon the newly fallen snow. Chains stuck together as the snow increased. It had become harder to see what lay ahead, the snow was falling hard obsecuring anything that was far away. carbon left his nares in puffs, but a scent made him scease movement. A wench was near by. A smirk came over him, and his pillars began to pull his carcass forward again, toward the vixen. It took a moment for his cold voids to catch her in the falling snow her steal pelt blended in the with snow, he on the other hand stuck out with his ebonite pelt. He stood infront of the vix for a moment or two, then walked closer to her.
He gave her a slight bow. Dark emotionless voids looked the vix over. Mug parted and deep cold vocals tore out what brings you to these parts vix? he inquired. The vix wasn't in the valley, no she was in the forest that bordered the valley, but why? voids shifted back out to the valley, there weren't many vixens left there now, not since it started snowing. He looked back at the steal colored vix before him. He shifted his weight upon his pillars, muscules rippling beneath his pelt. Harks listened for a reply, voids watched for a response.
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