Post by akio on Dec 22, 2005 15:06:28 GMT -5
OOC: Ick Please keep in mind its been a while since I have done this.... :S
The petite caramel colored femme trots slowly through the terra, her powerfull stilts rising and falling like pistons in an engine. A cool zypher blows through the atmos sending her long ebonite tresses blowing, her honeyed pelt glistens beneath the citrus rays that burn down from the sky of softened azure. Tall dried emarelds rustle beneath her and sway like the soft movement of an ocean.
As the fae moves slowly her soft orbs carress the land in hunt for anything that moves. Catching the sparkle of a crystal pond she picks up a trot, her broad diamonds thudding to the hardened terra an a drum beat rhythm. Reaching the the sparkling hole the matriarch lowers her artistic dial, her long gracefull boa curved slightly as velvety kissers part and suck up the refreshing liquid. Tall rounded towers lay back in a relaxed manor, as she rises back up the pool beneath acting as a looking glass and giving the dove her enchanting reflection.
Pure amber spheres etch across the loam hunting in the deepening timberland that surrounds them. The temptress moves away from the aqua pool, muscles rippling beneath her silken pelt. Long whipcord moves side to side shoeing away anything unwanted company. The siren raises her tiara curling back the fleshy curtian to reveal hardened ivories as she gives a soft whinnie to all. Her sweet song engulfs the atmos calling to any who wish her devine presence.
Then as if nothing ever happened the femme lowers her crania her kissers parting to rip at the lush emeralds that surround her, long banner drapping down her nape. Not one can deny the artistry of the seductress's perfect frame as she stands alone thinking to herself Now begins the waiting game...
The petite caramel colored femme trots slowly through the terra, her powerfull stilts rising and falling like pistons in an engine. A cool zypher blows through the atmos sending her long ebonite tresses blowing, her honeyed pelt glistens beneath the citrus rays that burn down from the sky of softened azure. Tall dried emarelds rustle beneath her and sway like the soft movement of an ocean.
As the fae moves slowly her soft orbs carress the land in hunt for anything that moves. Catching the sparkle of a crystal pond she picks up a trot, her broad diamonds thudding to the hardened terra an a drum beat rhythm. Reaching the the sparkling hole the matriarch lowers her artistic dial, her long gracefull boa curved slightly as velvety kissers part and suck up the refreshing liquid. Tall rounded towers lay back in a relaxed manor, as she rises back up the pool beneath acting as a looking glass and giving the dove her enchanting reflection.
Pure amber spheres etch across the loam hunting in the deepening timberland that surrounds them. The temptress moves away from the aqua pool, muscles rippling beneath her silken pelt. Long whipcord moves side to side shoeing away anything unwanted company. The siren raises her tiara curling back the fleshy curtian to reveal hardened ivories as she gives a soft whinnie to all. Her sweet song engulfs the atmos calling to any who wish her devine presence.
Then as if nothing ever happened the femme lowers her crania her kissers parting to rip at the lush emeralds that surround her, long banner drapping down her nape. Not one can deny the artistry of the seductress's perfect frame as she stands alone thinking to herself Now begins the waiting game...
