Sleeping in my Grave

[Jenga]

float on,
dream on,
let the world take you under,
drowning in my own misfortune,
how deliciously calamitous;

<sub>chrome canvass shifted through the small loam, occuli darting passed the few branches that lay beneath, before taking a nearly silent pad forward. audits lain backward, as undertone emitted a sharp shackle, sending a small spark alight from bequeath his didgits. dxmnit! the creature sneered aloud, banner sifting breezily over the topography, scorn written over the czar's facade already. what was yvonnet even talking about? another lupine. puh. there are no others like me. they aren't loyal, if there are. indeed, the thin, maroon guardian was dedicated, but, his mind only stood full of deciet, and lies, none that ever escaped to lord yvonnet; his queen, she was indeed an acception. the captor again took another pad forward, and instantaneously, sparks alighted from peds. enamels remained slightly shone, as flamelicked chassis swollowed into the small depths of thicket surrounding. lucid feathered ligaments fanned for a short lapse, as lanterns surveyed the burnt carcass of acamar, another such as me. what does it all mean? thinkbox filed through the possibilities, and honestly, nothing matched. the young masculine had befriended yvonnet for several years, why would his close, almost relative, allow a new specie to announce, and reproduce itself into his xam? there was seemingly no end to the world of yvonnet, there was seemingly no end to spontaneous creation. mirrors flickered with the ever aiming need for exercise, the need to pay a fine, wallowing visitation to the pegasai, or, the need just to discover what yvonnet spoke of.

(target practice, baby;)
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(want to take the chance?)


flaxen, and shifted hide loomed over the bristlets of the geo, miniscule particles drifting, evermore toward the czar, attempting to catch the faint chuff of a femora. what was i thinking? the masculine were not those to be desperate for offspring, and honestly, this wasn't truly the decent season to be wishing of such circumstances. lithe tendrils curved with the sight of the swooning welkin, constant sighs forming in the brute's chest cavity, never shone. the terrace he had been offered by yvonnet was perfect for survival, a touch of burnt, and soiled blades, darkened canopies, vacant dens, and lush prey, the topsoil, quiet, and serene, with a small touch of influence and shattered dreams tucked into each and every grain. certain areas were spotted as reasonable training grounds, an excellent area where percipitation came in a surplus, and to practice the opposite element; fire, his chosen substance, would be challenged indeed. plush poked over, indeed, had words of the god's been true? surely, this terra was not all for one guardian. especially a darque guardian, who could singe other dwellings to their knees.</sub>

hush,
don't speak out, for all that remains is wrongdoing,
what specialty of mine,
time to dance,
and time to prance, my ragdolls,
sway to my souldraining tune.

[short.only 400 some words. )P]

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[Tala]

Darkness Is Hell

Why was she here? In these lands she knew not of? For one reason, to meet her new mate, her fellow ruler. Quite disqusted she was but perhaps it would be entertaining to meet this lupine who mastered fire. Quite entertaining indeed for she, Tala, had mastered water. Some might say they would balance eachother out, but then agian maybe not. She didn't even know this mutt's name only knew that his elemental power was fire. Yvonnet Lord of Mytical Vibes had told her barely anything of this lupine she was paired with, but had said they would get along great. Was her Lord really that stupid? did he not know anything about her? never once in all her years had she Ever got along with a fellow lupine. Now she was forced to pair with someone she knew not, someone who was said to be just as wicked as she. she doubted that though, who on this god forsaken planet was a dark, as evil, as she? No One. Why had she even agreed to this? Agreed to finally settle down? oh yes, because she would be granted power that she had yearned for all her life. Now that power was her's, and no one would take it from her, No One.

Hell Is Darkness

Chassis of porcelain stain could be seen darting through the underbrush, worn pads imprinting the geo, puddles forming with each indent. Lamps that were hued a deep carmel surveyed the lands that were her's and her mate's. Now was the time she was finally going to meet him, the mutt who was her fellow ruler. This would be fun. With ease the minx,leaped over a fallen rotting log, gaze locking onto the muscular form of nigrescent hue. Stilts slowed to a brisk jog, gaze never leaving the mutt's frame as she neared. Then finally she stopped, honers melting to her skull, trap wrinkling back as low snarls and growls crept from her vocals.

'Lo mutt, i be Tala,master of water and your new mate. I hear your elemental powers consist of Fire? Am i wrong? I usually never am. So now mutt speak your curse or do i have to force it out of you?

with that the banshee went silent, malicious smirk plastered 'pon her beautiful features. Plumage wrapped securely 'round her buttox as rump was lowered to the geo. Circle of water formed around the minx, almost as if anticipating the mutt to attack. She actually hoped he would. Let THe Games Begin.

We All Live In Hell

OOC:DONE! even though its VERY crappy!

[Jenga]

there's a time;

<sub>depends on what the hell you can get out of me. the lupine retorted; with lids no longer ajar, and apex lain to the geo. who gives. not tempting me to do anything to her. it's the same game over and over again. as bodice shifted, small flames emerged from the soil, pad guiding it about in a small ring of fire, as lucid flight appendai unfurled, casting a short breeze over the flickers; helping them expand. so, tala. what has yvonnet told you about my persona? or has he told you at all? for nothing has been spoken of you. blank features remained, ebon feathered eventually settling to the czar's sides. for shame. why was the little minx being ever so naughty? one could only guess. obviously, my skills consist of flames. i only recollect of one more of the living that posesses its power. lanterns cracked slightly, hauling the mutt to his padded flats. a miniscule grunt escaped his chest cavity; might as well get to know the femenine who mastered the waves.

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spinal arched; and trap fell ajar, before almost porcelain gaze shot toward the minx, a bland, hard stare; as she settled upon her haunches, in her little puddle. tell me more about yourself, fae. however first, i will tell you more about me. i am a firelord, a fierce companion to yvonnet, not so much his bride. i respect you for approaching me, and as a finale, i have just as much power as you. don't even try to belittle me, bitch; or we'll end up regretting on being chained to each other for eternity. so, unless you want your pretty little pelt singed, just as i do not want mine drenched, we won't be using our powers unless necessary. his statements were more like ground rules than personal adversary and aid. however, he figured tala would at least be smart enough to catch his drift. indeed she was as powerful as he was. it was respectable. it was understandable. he had been wrong. there were others like him. not physically the same, but of the same specie. care to take a spin over the terra, dove? i haven't explored them yet myself. the lean mammoth inquired with a hint of sarcasm hidden beneath his vocals. as pistons took eased steps forward out of the lingering thicket, only small sparks faded off inward, though still able to be caught by the iris.let. the. games. begin.

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where do you come from, tala? the mutt questioned; a second time, as he halted, and looked back toward his new fatale. why had yvonnet just randomly placed two guardians together? snout writhed, backing into petite ripples as he spoke. enamels were bore, lucid spectacles gaining a slight spark to their lenses, as were his matching ligaments. ..and who do you follow more? i'm anxious to know more about you. considering, there is not much information of me.</sub>

when a star falls;

oOc || Done. Crappy. Only around 400 words.

[Tala]

Mutt, don't think our powers are equal. You know nothing about me and i wish to keep it that way. Maybe in time you will learn about my past, and maybe not. For now you will have to be satisfied with knowing my name and that my powers consist of water. So be gone mutt, i no longer wish to be in your company.

Words were harsh, but who cared? She didn't that was for sure. But something kept nagging at her, but she pushed it to the far corners of her mind. Stern glare was sent to the mutt, before she turned and went. Stilts easily carrying porcelain chassis over the brownish stalks. Large patches of charred wood and stalks were seen amongst the lands. Obviously the he didn't know how to take care of a land. But now that she was here and she would nourish the lands back to the way they were supposed to be. Even as she walked along small patches of grass sprouted up. Many thoughts surged through her brain pan, as she headed onward. She knew not where she was going only that it was far away from the mutt who actually thought he had a chance with her. As if. Never once in her life had she been paired with a piece of s.hit. But hey there was a first for everything. Maybe in time she could learn to love him. Cackle broke the silence that surounded her, as if. If she ever started to have feelings for that wanna be dark she would kill herself. Never would she bare his young, and never would she fall for him. Never.

Fem journeyed onward, then out of the corner of her eye she spotted a rabbit. Instinctavly chassis lowered, stilts moved slowly, cautiously. Soon she was close to the rabbit, rump wiggled before she leaped into the air, jowls parting saliva flying back in the wind as she landed on the rabbit. slicers sunk deep within it's soft fleshy hyde. Crimson stained her maw as she tore of chunks of flesh. she rabbit tried to escape but she soon put an end to that as jowls closed around it's throat, and punctured it's jugular vein. The rabbit went limp, and she continued her feast. Minutes later she was content. Her stomach momentairly full, and all that was left of the rabbit was a few scraps of hair and it's bones. The minx lay 'pon the ground on her stomach, taking a bone in her maw she began to knaw on it. she was content, at least for the moment. She knew soon she would have to face him agian, but hey that was only if he came looking for her. And only if.

OOC:Done.

[Jenga]

[mmk. I'm going to lock this, because it seemed like a good ending, and Blizzard is going to make a post. So, we can continue there. (: I have to see Tala's reaction to her. XD)