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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 7:06 pm
This blood told her to move faster, harder, and let her fangs and claws tear deeper into the flesh of her prey or trespasser, invader of her space. But her space was alone, and her blood was becoming vain and fogged with the ideals of perfection in its own essence, no, this blood, she knew, could not survive alone and be fruitful. What fun would that be? Her carnal instinct was peaked, she had a kill not that long ago, fresh in her throat and stomach, fresh on her lips and tainted her tongue with a taste she lusted after always.
She lusted for the blood of her father's flesh, for what he had done.
One eye blinded, but she felt it potentially as an excuse and a weapon for use, one of great value when deceiving others, cornering them, taking what she wanted, and left what was left to the scavengers.
Mir, she did not know where her paws were taking her, did not know why she traveled this way, though the tickle in her spine and scent in the air made her uneasy with a wanting taste of what she had just consumed, a want to release, and find peace in her own essence amongst others.
She was searching, and wanted to find its end.
She was not afraid as she passed through what borders she felt and smelled existed, she did not fear, no, fear was pitiful, fear, to fear was shameful. No, others should be afraid of what lurked in the shadows of the night lit dimly by the full moon overhead.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:28 pm
Others, however, did notice those borders that the lioness passed on her way - birds of the air and beasts of the land. A few of those birds scattered, cawing raucously, a host of crows.
Looking up from the meal he had just caught, one of the two Aran'shales of the demon pride frowned slightly. He knew that they did not have enough border guards at present... but for someone to get that far into the lands and not notice?
Or else they had noticed... and were still here for some reason.
With a low growl, the dark male left the rest of the prey-beast on the ground, and went to see just what had invaded his pride now.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:54 pm
Mir stopepd for a moment, and rose a paw to her mouth and felt the moisture touch her toes and she grinned in silent glee she flicked her tail, almost angrily as a scent crossed her nose and she snarled and dropped her paw, letting her claws come from her paws and sink into the earth beneath her, the stench of blood thick on her as she walked forward again, unfaltering, no, she would not stop here.
She opened her jaw and let loose a roar in the direction she traveled, as if to announce her inevitable arrival, and she could barely contain herself, what ones dwelled within these lands?
A form in the near distance, black and red, from the moonlight, though she moved within the shadows, bearing her colors, her pelts and blindess as a gift, she would not go unnoticed, and she snarled as she moved forward.
NO fear graced her form.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:31 pm
Iar paused when he heard that roar - but not from fear ... more ... interest. What sort of being came into these lands so boldly?
He didn't have to wait long, for just as the female spotted him, he saw her too, and answered that snarl with one of his own.
"Who are you?" he asked, already starting to circle her. If it was a fight this strange female wanted, then she would get one.
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