|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 7, 2007 23:42:40 GMT -5
the fire comes on a quick and predictable path... [/color][/I][/size] Slender pistons drove her bulky corpse forwards into the bland lands that lay in a endless wasteland before her. Orbs scanned the distant horizon in a way that one would imagine and eagle would scan the surface of the water for his next prey, awaiting until there was the perfect moment to sink his curved talons deeply into the flesh of the water borne creature. Nares flared lightly as carbon dioxide was released into the atmosphere and lungs deeply inhaled oxygen, still her pistons carried her onwards, daggers digging deeply into the earth's soils and foliage. The emerald greenery that made up the surroundings of this bland wasteland was only half heartedly alive, but yet it persisted. Silvery banner snapped in the wind, and whipcoard flirted and flaunted with it, swinging and swaying in a most erotic way, or so it seemed. Muscles, tendons and sinew struck forwards moving each and every bone that made up her corpse. Slightly dished cranium showed that of her Arabic linage. Large occuli where like that of a distant ocean, although they where of the color of the earth itself, a deep loamy appearance about them, distance and conveying, hiding her feelings. [/color] Pistons came to a sudden stop, her daggers digging deeply into the earth, taking up a cascading array of the soils. It was as if she was a plague, nothing wanted anything to do with the vixen, but this was about to change, for it showed in the way that the vixen, snofoxx, carried her bodice the carriage of her cranium, the look in her occuli. It all came about her so naturally thus it surprised her, for no hellion had yet to claim her as his own, to control the she devil would be that of a challenge. Cranium held high, just as a few distant storm clouds shouted their anger to wards her presence in the lands it seemed. Her deep voice was thrown into the wind to be taken to where ever it went...perhaps someone of her wanting would answer her cry... [/color][/center] best you get out of the way lest you get singed. [/size][/I][/center] [Not the best post again, the muse seems to have left me for a while...meh cause when I get it back you better look out lol. ^_^][/color] |
|
|
|
Post by lazuli on May 11, 2007 22:57:07 GMT -5
OOC: hey, that was a pretty good post. this isn't really an advanced literate rpg, so you can do shorter. less boring descriptions, if you don't mind...lol
Silently, the bluest of blue stags snuck around bend, creek, and hedge, chasing the ever-intoxicating scent of a fae, a new one, yet to be discovered. So far, Lazuli hadn't found any faes suitable to himself. Perhaps he had a chance with this one.
Appearing from behind a rather stocky oak, the brilliant roan, as if a mirage, halted across a small creek that wound through the rocky forest. A terribly ghost-like nicker erupted from his nares and it seemed to float across the breeze, the very breeze that picked up Eli's strands and toyed with them. Eli's deep, sparkling orbs focused on the ess intensely, as if blinking might make her dissappear.
|
|
|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 13, 2007 20:58:23 GMT -5
but some stray... [/center][/size] Nares flared as she caught the scent, one of which she could not describe, something she was familure with, yet vegue. Dished profile snapped to attention being raised to scan the dense foliage of the area. Occuli darted fevershly from side to side to catch the sight of what was creating the sounds that her audits where catching. A slight whisp of her tassles strayed covering her occuli slightly. She stood tensed, muscles ready to uncoil at any moment. Trembling she caught sight of him. [/size][/center] He was well built, muscular yet lean. Elegantly misted pelt drew her attention to him, his features flawless and haunting. The sound that was emitted from the brute sent shivers running down her spinal column. Neck ever so slightly stretched towards him, as to catch a better inhalation of his scent. Large, round occuli searched him, wary of the equine. [/size] and find it best in their new surroundings. [/color][/size] [^.^ haha alright sounds good to me.] [/size] |
|
|
|
Post by lazuli on May 16, 2007 17:06:34 GMT -5
The stag cautiously stepped forward and exchanged scents with the flicka at her nares, as was the customary greeting of friends-- and friends he hoped they would be. He then took one half-step and nuzzled her shoulder, then stepped back to observe her reactions.
Greetings, lady. I am Lazuli, king of the twilight. And you might be...?
|
|
|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 16, 2007 23:33:55 GMT -5
Snofoxx's heart beat heavily within her chest cavity, raging to free itself. Nares flared as the two equines exchanged scents, his heavy and musky, as most stallions where. Nape craned slightly, as most arabians did costomarily. The brute then nuzzled her shoulder, slightly startling the vixen. Occuli went large and darted slightly, as was in her slightly high strung nature to do so. His words flowed to her thorns like music, heavy and melodic at the same time. [/color][/size] Cranium shook side to side slightly as she thought of a reply, for what was she? 'llo m'lord. I be Snofoxx, lady of no lands. Her statement said she lowered her cranium in a slight bow to her lord. [/size] |
|
|
|
Post by lazuli on May 18, 2007 16:53:15 GMT -5
The lord nodded at this. The ess was respectful enough. He stepped towards her and tried to gently nuzzle her wither again, then back to look her in the facade.
I'll make this simple for you, lady Snofoxx. I'll offer you a place in my harem. You may choose to accept or reject my invitiation, but a place with the king will ensure your safety and enjoyment.
This charming Arab certainly did catch Lazuli's attention. He stepped close to groom her narrow serpentine.
|
|
|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 18, 2007 19:54:10 GMT -5
Dark mysterious occuli scanned the brute, he was stark built, muscular and attractive. His nature was to her likings, calm and to the point, not a harsh word was spoken from the maw of him, just the truth and nothing but, or so it seemed as of yet. Thorns swivled upon her cranium once again as his words where sucked up and consumed. Brainpan was in a whirlwind of activity as she thought of her choices. [/color][/size] Cranium lightly nodded and shyly in a whispering tone. M'lord, I would like to be in your pressance, in your protection.... this place is not a place for a lone vixen. With that said her trust lay with him. [/color][/size] |
|
|
|
Post by lazuli on May 18, 2007 21:22:58 GMT -5
The brute nodded again, nuzzling her once before backing.
Very well, then. I will show you to your quarters. This way, madam.
He turned to leave, checking once to see if the ess followed, and picked up a smooth two-beat across the grassy field towards home.
|
|
|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 19, 2007 10:17:56 GMT -5
Quite reluctantly the vixen began to follow the brute. For never in the vixens life had she been so close to such a powerful and willful brute. Smoothly her gait picked up from a meandering two beat to and more powerful and alive two beat. Her daggers sliced the air cleanly and evenly. Cranium was carried high, banner flirting with the winds. Whipcord was heifted into the air as well, her long tassles nearly reaching the ground as she continued her way to the new lands that would lay before her. [/color][/size] [So are we just going to make another post in your lands?][/size] |
|
|
|
Post by lazuli on May 19, 2007 11:42:09 GMT -5
[ooc: yes, I shall begin]
|
|
|
|
Post by snofoxx on May 19, 2007 13:33:10 GMT -5
[ok I'll meet you there ^.^] [/size] |
|
