The Broken Path

[kudos]

Her daggers rose and fell in a rythmatic motion, her jagged daggers slicing the sod. Her blackened slates glared into the inactive appearing area. She threw her dial violently to the side. Her slates caught sight of a small creature no bigger than a rabbit, it was slowly running away in a plodding motion. Its pelt was most pecular, for large needle like apperatuses stuck up. Kudos grew angry quickly and tore after the creature. Her huanches rippled as her long coiled muscles released. Her whipcoard slashed the sides of her already pussing wounds along her pillers. Her banner flew slightly then fell in matted dreads.

The creature became alarmed at her attack, but didn't do what she had expected, it simply stoped and looked stupidly towards her as it turned to face the oncoming hellion. Kudos was angered more as she drew quickly to the creature, and before she had even known what she was doing, the vix threw her bodice off of the earth and into the creature. Instead of a satisfying crunch cam a great feel of pain to the vixen. A deep scream was released from her vocals as she rose upon her hinds. The vixens fore daggers sliced threw the air, as crimson droplets flew in all directions, coating the greenery with a sick crimson ooze.

She came down, but in doing so caused great pain in her fore daggers. For what she had come down upon was a pocipine. The beast that had caused her so much pain lay, its entrails had exlpoded out of its short, ugly muzzle, upon impact.

The vixen stood there in shock of what had happend her own love for pleasurable pain was seemingly gone as she went into a state of both shock and admiration for the small beast.

[kudos]

The vixens small dished profile, dipped slightly down towards her kill, shifting more of her brawnieness upon her for daggers. The pain was so pure and beautiful, her slates stared blankly foreward as they had done so many times before. She dipped her profile slowly, yet more, towards the dead creature. Her kissers touched the liquind crimsen and ever so slowly she sucked the metalic substance.

A crack was heard in the dead army behind her, the old rotting forest that lay in ruin, seemed to stalk her watch her every move, seemed to read her every thought. She violently threw her dial, hearing a snap of a vertibrate. The young, yet wise, vixen took a wary step towards the distant lands that perhaps other equines that she sought would be. Pain raced up to fore pillars, and a sly smirk played across her maw. Her journy to the lands of the vixens, to be claimed would be long and painful, but what was a little pain to her. For she had already suffered enough pain it seemed. For having light blood in her own pedigree made her blood curdle in firey rage. Her thorns upon her crown laced back upon her skull. Even the distant thought of her pedigree sent her in a rage.

Kudos, had not speaken to another equine since the day she had been driven from the light herd for killing one of there oh so precouse foal. She wasn't like them, she needed it she craved it. It was a sweet addiction she was more than willing to comply with. Her own kissers began to drizzle with saliva at the thought of young, tender foal flesh.

The vixen once more to a painful step towards the distant terra, it would take her weeks to heal, well to heal to at least go in a decent paced walk. But what did it matter, she had been in solitude for well over 3 years of her young life. Her thoughts went back to the vocal issue. Rumours about the young vixen quickly had spread through the light herds. It often was said that the young vix could no longer use her vocals, for they had melted into her throat. Perhaps it was true. But she could scream, but yet had not talked in great time.

The vixen slowly made her way towards the distant terra, ever so slowly...

ooc: sorry for rambling I had no muse :/

[Sequin]

[Lol have you been claimed yet?]

[kudos]

[Nope I'm just a free runner lol]

[blondegirl75128]

Now I will tell you what I've done for you
50,000 tears I've cried
Screaming ,deceiving, and bleeding for you
And you-still won't hear me[/s]

Bulk of the charger lifted in navigation across the rugged terrain, hollows flaring not only to scent the scent of rotting wood but the essence of one unknown. Braces prodded the layer of grit now slowing the churn, yet not growing sluggish, as cochlea pricked forth to perhaps find an echo of the one entering the realm. Tendrils fell limp upon the curving crest patched of ivory stiff from the wandering in search of the new being. Apex lifted folding the perched auricles back once more as the saunter wavered in an opposing direction. The aroma extended to the widening vents while the brute was not angry at the intruder but only to ask the purpose why the equine was to travel to lands unknown to one's self. The ashen figure halted as the other was kept near but not yet in vision but identity clearing as the scent proved to be feminine.Tassels lifted up wards for the moment that navigation came to stop and held back down in the short time afterwords as the mogul kept hushed among the haunted plot. Though the liege seemed alert for the vix with an unknown alias, unwavering attention went elsewhere though only to return seeking for the flash of life within the wood.Globes settled snug between the thickening foliage in search, skull lowered in a herding motion if the doe was to take notice him.Light gusts of breeze winded through the tangled brush hoping for escape from the shadowed evergreen, the bronc's voids tagged after the squall. A thought occurred that the minx could be lost within the plot, littered with overgrown twigged,sparse herbage. Though the possibility was likely he doubted the excuse. Susurrus shattered the tired silence soon scattered by the rustle of the equine dashing and another ,small, creature bounding from the shuffling maiden.The clutter went on almost in a circular motion going nowhere. It was a chase- a reckless,foolish one. Caviths traced the darkened outlines of the striding pair now in sight though blurred from the mist filtered frondescence surrounding them all.The mottled quagmire experienced more scars from the chase though the unpaced churn came to a more collective amble,so her thought. A thud followed, the small wildlife now scattering from the dumbfounded equine gazing blankly ahead in awe. A smirk was carved to the clear expression of the baron as he watched not yet to loose interest.

::Goin' under::
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once
Not tormented daily and defeated by you just when I thought I reached the bottom

Plush scanned the chipped topography with a site tilt in the lowered frame, now rising up without struggle to survey the fallen bruja. A muffled rumble was murmured to the earth-bound one in acknowledgment of her presence if not known because of her collision. Throttles clanked to an abrupt snaking motion given though stopping soon as the signal was only one to get up.Hark were tucked within the tangles of banter now unneeded as the intrusion's core was found though hardly in a threating way.Lo, young huntress. what might be you business on this side of the wood?

I'm dying again
I'm going under

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OOC:: yeah, this post is so retarded XD meep...forgive me

[kudos]

Her boa flung towards the sounds emitted from the other equine. How she herself had not known of his presance in the timber. For the terra was seemingly deserted for what had seemed a long time. No equine scent had lingered here for a long moment in time, at least that was what her undersized brain thought. Instinctivly her audits laced back upon her gently sloping skull. Her kissers curled back and exposed her crimson tainted enamels. A gental breeze ruffled her dreaded banner lightly and then sloppily lay it back down.

How where she to vocalize to him, for she had no voice....or she hadn't used it in such a time. Maybe deep within her she still remembered, but no, it seemed the vixen could not remember. The vixen forced her moderate framed bodice a step closer to the stag. A light entrancement of twigs broke under her weight. The dead foliage crunched under her much too long daggers. Her whipcord lashed against her hind pillars, sending a light sense of pain racing up her nerves.

A light hiss escaped her kissers, for it was all the vixen was capable of. No words formed on her vocals, long melted into the back of her hellish throat. Why would she need them now. Hatred flowed through her unhealthy veins, as she had been raised to not hate another, but something she had fugured out long ago made her enraged, and her dark side showed evidently.

The mother of herself, had been a wretched light, the father a nuetral, not noing where he belonged. The two had fallen in love, in which Kudos beleived nothing more of. They bred and spawned hell itself. Why had they fallen in love, how she would have loved to be a pure dark...however this was obviously not to be. Her dark orbules darted over the stag sucking in all she could see. In the dark she only made out the dark outline and ocasionaly glint of his orbule as it scanned her.

She understood his question clearly but sadly could not answer. She thought in her head 'I only wish to get away from the light of heaven and kill the ones who so vengantly destroyed my will to live!' If only she could vocalize her thought...if only

[Your really good at rping! I wish I where half as good as you. I havn't rped in a good 6 months so forgive my rusty hinges lol]

[blondegirl75128]

Scream at me I'm so far away
I won't be broken again

Secrecy was kept to the bronc in forwarding motions taken to the vixen,brawny mold held aloft by long strides held by braces.Ashen hue meshed to ebon taint of the evergreen with quarrel of the bleach to enter the mass of shadow,smirk carved to hollowed facials only to smear within the corruption.Form slolwy flexed in supplement of the rugged terrain,curvature bent in arch only to brake in herding motion towards the femme.Labrums parted in low,raspy vocaling slipping to the shrew in proof of entrance as it was to be known if not already shown.Dreads matted in churned rush of pace,circling motion formed,frame round to the motion.Duke treaded the worn path before him,duos strung to cloaking of chains drapped by oncoming gusts of squalls.Lusty was the dove,perhaps not even true to her fate,only a masked quid to dwell within the realms of dark only to fall.She would soon learn the speech of death,the taunting haunts and captured soul if there was one to linger on in despait and torment.Silent spew of echoe was of difficulty in low raspy rumbles emitted of the brute.Whisk of salty quarells in the wind nipped at tendered mounts of bulk though weakening to the brawny buildage transmitted further along. Grayed plains were spread across the land of dull appearance, though hidden among its entrance the slicing essence of decay lingered opening the scent in the onset of his entrance.

-----------brb. shower and dinner w/ paretns. and omg sry it doesnt make sense but i had an awesomey posteth and i DELETED it >.< now im justmad and scribbling something down. lol *so* sowwy

[kudos]

-pokes- come on you lol hurry up I've been waiting all week for a posty lol.

[kudos]

well Ok...um obviously you arn't as active as I would like a stag to be.... No hard feelings, but I don't think I will continue to post here.

[kudos]

She harshly crushed the soils beneath her daggers, it came up in small clouds, in little pleques. Her own small framed bodice carried roughly over the gography back to the place hence she had come, to the claiming grounds. In her own blackened heart, the vixen knew she longed for one of a great dark ways.

Her banner hung limply in dreads along her boa, while her whipcord flirted with the wind, but the wind had wanted nothing to do with it, so there it hung limply as she two beated towards her destination. Hard serated rocks crammed into the small crevaces of her dagger, ignoring it she carried on until she was out of sight...