Eclipse
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Femme Of Cotandra
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Post by Eclipse on Mar 13, 2006 15:53:10 GMT -5
Darkend Alabaster femmine strode forth amoung the geo of royal soil. Emamels Cursing under her as she shook her torso, her unhappiness, happiness, and annoyance building. She was in the ruling clan of Lemorsea, the alpha of that harem, but, their filth of a stag abandon them. Who in hell does that to their wenchs? Sashe, thats who. Paper thins flared, abdominal heaving as the femmine awaited her tribe. Lappets peirces heavens, orbs glistening in the moonlit darkness. Sky clear of anything but stars and glowing moon her outling was just visible. Pistons lurched toward loam, sodden tiles churning under flint. Ivories clenched the glassen emeralds, im,patcience comsumming her dakling bodice. Crest arched brilliantly, a song speck crying his toon to any whome shall listen. To most this harmony would bring preace, but to Eclipse, it brought annoyance and disgust. Harks flicked as she attempted to hold her maddness, but nothing dared it, not even herself. Hinds spun her quickly to tall oak, mug gaping as her annoyed petrifying vocals thundered in that of the young speck's holes. turning abruptly, she enteredthe wooded scaping, she knew now her prescence was known to the now dominant land that resided in Lemorsea, and so it shall stay. (Sry, my muse is slim now. -sigh- it swaped with my pic muse, oh well  ! lol- |
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Post by hannah on Mar 18, 2006 21:15:34 GMT -5
Playground school bell rings-again
Rainclouds come to play-again
Silent breaths were meant as words to the other femme and her entrance to be known. Anger was in the category of difficult when tried to be contained but the mistress of shadow succeeded. But upset? Yes. Aggravated ,was the other, and from the outlook of the distressed she the ess was to blame Hannah ,herself, as well for the disappearance of Sashe. Repeated clicking sounded quietly as the steadied pace was kept low and not to be hurried for only letting Eclipse know of her distortion would make all worse. Tones of warning and silence to the ashen brushed witch were muffled through the movements which the two made as one. The land now littered with unwanted brush was disturbed in from the treading rack which the one of supposed dominance made. Quills pricked gently at the bare pinions as the charred nymph was tossed around greatly dodging the now ending wreckage of Eclipse. Lobes flew into the cloaking of matted tassels tendering self-disgust into a smug outlook but only meant to be given to one self, not the other equine. Silenced they were both now and though the emptiness seemed to put the pair at ease it stated that there were no others at the time. Had they been run off,once here in this section of realm before? No as no other aroma flooded the plot or a tiny drift for that matter of any other. Perhaps they had found their wit and lift. Or late,once more, but this was doubted. Mental silence was also drawn from the doe of lucid tracings as no thoughts came to the hollowed dove and the eerie song of quiet spread quickly for the time. Perhaps the other shrew thought of no reason for Sashe ,the longed for brute by others, to be gone and to certainly not blaming herself. As far as she could tell, Eclipse had no ability to read minds or she would have found Sashe long before he departed. It was the ruler of which she would keep guard on for either the King or Queen could tell of her thoughts. But had they noticed yet of the mogul's absence? Nay, she did not think so. Visage dipped to the other ,if she cared to look, in greeting.Not in respect of her dominance,no, greeting.A wavering blue lit glow shown upon the pelt of shadow, the dim light suffering through decayed matter which there had been wood. The glow brought the charred tint to a more ivory stain for the moment the minx had stayed and after her move it shown on a speck of mottled loam and maybe hungry for one to come under it. To mentally feed on the flesh. Presuming Eclipse still had temper to be wasted she began to speak in a clear tone which would not be muffled out by anyone.
"If I might suggest, you are to solve the problem and not desert the absence,are you not? I only say so, Lady of Desque."
Has no one told you she's not breathing
Hello
Unmistakably a broad smirk appeared on the taught facials upon the empty pallet to be drawn on. Not much harm done and the advice was true. She did not mean to lie and she did not do that. It was only a small share of wisdom.Cochlea pricked together as if searching for an unknown answer if there was to be one.Ooids drifted back to the femme only across so far also to look for a visual effect on the other. She only needed an answer. Polluted carbon exhaled from flared hollows performed a snort to awaken the other if she was not in thought. Perhaps she wished to ignore her but she would make a mistake to prod so much for a reply. The darkened evergreen once barely lit by the small blue glow became a blissful ginger and though the light was so close she dare not move or she would not receive her answer and only another angry fit would come of the pale she.Rasped intakes of oxygen rustled the dab of eerie quieting as braces slightly fidgeted urging to move deeper within the shadowed foliage but patience overruled any want. Eclipse was not yet supposed to be an enemy but if,when any truth revealed it might be so.
I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello
OOC:somehow i worked up a little muse. lol. does eclipseh play hl? i think you do but im not sure... lmao
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Post by lazedhannahXP on Mar 27, 2006 22:42:59 GMT -5
-sighs- anyone here  |
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Post by dersk on Mar 30, 2006 15:41:31 GMT -5
i have alot going on, i will reply asap, if i can findtime and muse
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Post by hannah on Mar 30, 2006 19:21:46 GMT -5
k...
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Post by rebel2 on Mar 31, 2006 19:07:34 GMT -5
raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
The one known as Sashe is gone. Peds silently carried forth the swarthy carcass of the Guardian. Inky form dissapearing in the darkness, except for the dim glow of amber pools. A shaft of moonlight broke the dark, casting shadows 'pon the volcanic soil. Lobes tip forward to pick up the clear, placid vocals of a minx. The one known as Hannah. So there was still sanity in the land. They were not all mad. Inky bodice is still for a moments time, waiting for more vocals. When radars picked up nothing he continued to ingress forwards. Silently creeping through the moonlit night. The two onyx minxes came into view of his pools.
I've returned.
Quiet tones came from between his kissers, out into the air. Form was moved into a sitting postion. Pink splashed tounge lolled from ebony mug as he panted silently in the heat. Caudual slowly waved back and forth across the dry soil. Beads of gravel clacked against one another, then lay silent. It was a silence that the Guardian thought would never end.
its sleeping with roaches and taking the sh*t
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