The orb of blessings..

[Luminous]

As the lady approached the newly familiar lands,her chasms sparked with a high level of admiration,a quick draw of interest caught,the lushen hills of lolling jade overwhelming her visiage..

Eagerly,she lurched down the hillery she was perched at,bounding down the scenery with the stealth if silence,her imagery a blurry gamma,racing down to the vast valley,gazing around to set her surroundings,adjusting to the footing as she danced on,her orbicals gleaming with excitement,awaiting her lord to adjoin her in a classical dance..

[dyain]

We have come
To our home.
To begin
A new era.

Some say love is blind. This statement is wrong. Love sharpens the senses until everything is crystal clear, from the miniscule stalk to the burning orb. One cannot help but notice the new aura of brightness in the atmosphere when one is in love. And this was how he felt.

Ivory hued pelt shone in the midday rays, glinting with an sparkle, invisible in regular luminosity. Dial was turned as pistons paused his frame from continuing forward. They were at the edge of the terra, and he wished for her to see it from a distance. A dagger was lifted and placed gently upon the loam as the warm zepher whispered a welcome, blowing through his tresses which spun like silk. Nape was arched as he surveyed his home from the rise in the land, on the border of where his terra joined another. The kock high stalks rubbed gently against each other, as if straining to see the new arrival, waiting eagerly for a glimpse of her. Pace quickend, the scent of she rising, he was near, oh so near.

Without this
There would be nothing.
I show it to you
For it is now yours.
So many things
Will come to pass here.
You are my destiny
As is this land.

Her touch sent shivers running down his spine. He turned his dial to look at her, his adoration for her blazing through his orbs. She was the perfect one, the lady he had been looking for all his life. His maw stretched to her, touching her nape lightly. Lids closed as nares flared, breeathing in her scent with every breath taken. He was in heaven on earth, with his guardian angel by his side. He shifted so his barrel touched hers, the happiness he felt overflowing within him. He turned his gaze to the plain, their home. It was such a peaceful place, filled with a hopefullness that it would soon be filled with the presence of their heirs. He too wished for that day. But for now they would enjoy each others presences, and that was all he could ask for. Pistons swung out, daggers leaving an imprint when they left the sod momentarily. A deep call was sent to her from within his diaphragm, calling her to join him as he explored this newly found terra. A soft wind caresed their frames, tossing their tresses playfully. The foliage was not yet satisfied. It creaked and groaned and whistled, welcoming the fae whom they had yet to glimps. They ushered her into their home with waving emerald stalks. The brute looked back and smiled with pride as he watched her. She was perfect. For him and for the land. His only fear was that some one else would recognizes her perfectness and try to take her for himself. Lids narrowed as they mused upon the thought. Then they opened as he solved the question. He would not let them take her.

Your presence has blessed
all that I have.
You must never leave
or my heart would break.

[Luminous]

Catching a glimpse of her lor'd fluorescent image,she strode lengthily to him,her plush eagerly bobbing into his,murmering quietly.quite overjoyed with her new reign over the territory,chuckling quietly as his nibbled at his dynamic filling,her grooming continuing forth to his curvature,pressuring laid with ease o'er his delicate crest,her grooming bore a sensational touch,her pendulum raising with the signature of heat..

her scriptious tufts intertwined with a single twig of autumn[is it fall?!],captivated by her silken chains,forming fine tangles. The feminess shuffled gleefully,eager to explore the newly discovered palace,eager to alas be with her bruthen..

[dyain]

ooc:
no..lol im retarted

bic:

Braces plucked at the loam gingerly as his shoulder was filled with the presence of his dear angel. It twas a match made in heaven, a mach made to last for eternity. The scent of the doe excited the bruten, dial tossing as he shifted into an exotic prance of delight. High pitch squeals of extasy lifted into the atmost, fores now plummetting into a collected gate. The striking of loam was set in court of course, serpintine flexed and arched. Tones form circled the doe, bewilderment taken from her presence. He haulted, braces locking.


My dear, I welcome you with sheer gratitude. Is there a request lingeirng in your mind?

He asked with the purest sinserity. AUds remained alert as he paced foward to the dove of eligent curvature tracing. Low rumbles were emmited as the name dripped lower. A nudge was placed against the appex of the she a quick pluck of tendral following

ooc: and its gone lmao! -bites muse-

[Luminous]

She snickered heavily,her pendulum rising slowly,then swatting back to its rightful stance,her wieght shifted to hipfaced position,her azure pools filling with excitement,wondering if th brute wished to proceed with her heat or wait,the theory of decision would be left to him..

Do you wish to proceed?

She spoke fluidly,her vocals fleeing from her probiscus,her cerebum thrashing gleefully once more,calling out shrilly..

ooc:my muse went poof

[dyain]

Towers flickerd slightly, nares flaring with a breif snort. DIal bobbed thrice as he began to prance in place. Exciteable he was, the events taking place with great spead. Words of the nymph seeped through the scull of he, registering im his immidiate memorie. She shall bear his first, his first of all time. The first to the relms, heirs they shall be.


My dear lady coem dance with glee
Your days melting with mine
One we are, dancing in light
The bond was formed ever so quickly
The bond shalll be forever twisting

Tresses whisked around the form cast in light shimmer, a serious mood now taking his being. A matter not to be trifeld with, for every ounce of companionship would be taken from a course of such season. But whomw as he to reject such a fine imp, his imp forever more.


My dear lady I lead you once more to a distant relm, a relm I wish for you to enter. With me we rummage to the isles, the joining may take place.

Softly spun words excaped the maw of the ruler ot his queen, his own. Optics glazed almond grew soft, vibrant with lust for one whom shared the loam. He dare not bring home a new doe, for she was all he needed. But the task must be done, later of course. None shall take her place as queen, for she was forever his.

His form lept before her, dial thrashing in excite. Fores rose from the loam, lingering in a pose of sheer balence. Aqua glazed featherd creatures swept from the looming branches above, blossoms once clinging to the vinals swirlign after them. A rumble excaped before the lurching mass was brought back to the geo. With that he began a low paced lope to the lands of which he spoke of. He dare not allow her leavence first, for he di d not know of what may await her. Frr if he was tardy, the worst may take place by another.

[Luminous]

She cooed quietly,intoxicated by his innatural beauty,seeming to radiate from his hyde,small crystals appeared,looking embedded within his canvas.Perhaps he dazzled her to much..or her mind was slowly slipping away from her. She streamlined her whiskered maw down his cruvature,breathing in his faint fragrance. Slow murmers slipped willingly from her diaphragmic cavity,their departures merely purrs,vibrating her formed laburnums.

The mere scent of you
is inroxicating,
driving me nearly insane,
I am drawn to you,
though perhaps I am dangered by this..

From this point,
you are my world.
For you
I would scream a thousand screams,
die a thousand deaths,
for who knows what reason,
perhaps tis only the fatale attraction,
or lust..
love is always a visibile option..


her thoughts left her abrumbled,puzzled,captured within the periodic time frame.She was truely losing her mind,or only caught in a surreal daze with the hessian.She once more intook his heavily scented fragrance.His imagery left her with a twisted perception,forcing her to be nearly self confident. She muttered quietly,had he known how he dazzled her?Had he known the weakness she betrothed for him?Perhaps if he did,he would take advantage of this,for she now felt with this undying intoxication could easily be used,he could easily lure her into seduction,anything he wished..the only question was how he used this weakness..and how it came to be. She had known this brute for a short time,though she fell sharply and quickly, a leap of innocence perhaps..

I am in heat my master..

She murmered her voicings quietly,nearly amused by the fact.hushedly,she squealed,lipping at his torso gently,teasing him by grasping at his tenderized flanks. She watched the flesh titter at her pressure as she released,perhaps arousing him. She repeated this action,nudging his delicate undercage..

[dyain]

The tones of his dear struck him like a cold hard slate of iron across the jawl, Master? He was fare form that, he owend not one. He shared her company, graveling for such. For such a doe could easly dance away, far away. Leaving him broken and hurt, the strike forming a welping bump atop his skin. A hue of azure melted through the lighter tints of teal, sorrow finding its way to the surface. He could not move for the time being, weary of this angelic doe to dissapire before his very optics. Her fragile, glorious being vanishing in a fog of shimmer as her pelt. Ebon imps from hell dancing in horrid circles in his mind, mocking him for eternity. He would crumble, collapse due to such heat break, throb.


My dear please do not think of me
Thinking of me as a mastar, a horrid tyrant
The words strike me with a horrid tone
A steak peircing through my heart
Letting the rouge fall in ribbons
Ribbons atop the geo we rule

My heart weaps with scorn
Hate for its bearer
Do I hold owning traits?
Is my cause unworthy for your time?
For you hold me encased
Captivated by your charm, radience

But the love binding me is far more than surface ready
For if you appired as one damned to the sight
The beckon shant dry
Evaporating due to heat, heat of the unwanted
You would forever be held as one cared for
Cared for very much.


My dear, a master I shant be. Please, tell me you do not find me as such a horrid tyrant. If so I wish to hear such scornful words you think of me as, my dubbance chained to. But I will have no reply of defence, for none could possibly be matched to one as you.

His voice faded into a tremble, dial dipping into a dripping motion of shame. Shame upon him! What had he done? The doe of heavens weaving strode at his side, she indeed made creation from a loom of angels. The feathered ones to be worshiped gaze upon her, admiring their sklled work. But their gaze misses the brute, scorn taken. One of unwothy causes, but how the czar wished to be clensed of such calling. Was he truley a discrace? The run of enamels raked his flank, the note of the femmoria taken into thought.

He had gone head over heals, a lead of faith. A faith that could not be taken from him, it was his for eternity. Such thoughts topeld, rummaged thorugh his mind. A prayer for guidence flowed, braces plucking the loam in turn. A low rumble sounded, for forgiveness. A nudge was placed upon her upper shoulder, muzzel withdrew quickly in fear of rejection. He knew of her season, but did she wish for such? Optics held plead for her presence, he would force nothing.

[Luminous]

She muttered quietly to herself,gruffly nudging the bronc's hip.She chuckled heartily,utterly confused of his tedious phrases. Had he no instinct?not lured by her heat?not seducted?her aperature tossed idly,forthing her scriotious tufts,veiling her visage..

you are impossible brute..

She murmered hushedly,peering out at him through the dark curtain her russet threads had so delicately pathed.Her ivorics clasped his flank gently,admiration thrown forth with her teasing..

you are untouchable,
it seems you instincts fail you,
the seductry has failed me,
you have yet to be even aroused..

[dyain]

Actions had been kept tightly underwraps, form tensing with the wish to be kind, to aviod a pushy tint chained to his dubbance. A hardend look replaced the formor, did this doe wish nothing more than reproduction? The story glazed with sap she sputterd only for his pitty, his pitty she had indeed gained. Instincs had been pulled tight, a sharp crack of the crop striking the shoulder if he were to step out of line.

Dial bobbed only slight, a gruff rumble osunding. Once draiped dial rose, posture to be chained with his dubbance once again taking its place. Nares flared, auds pricked. Hind threads tapped the loam, whisps of ivory dancing with the emerald. His mind distracted from her words, a reply yet to be musterd. A tender nip followed the one placed upon his hind, enamels grazing the lower flank of the femm as he turned. A slight prance formed upon his mannor of gate, banner drifting two adn fro against the creeping serpintine of he. He stepped before the nymph, fores flooding from the terrain. The cascade only rose to half mass, a thunderous melody sounding.

He met the loam with the passing of shortend seconds, form returning to the one he courted. Dial swept foward, tassel flicking behind. Gaze remained pinned upon the imp, one whom had exposed him. Weakening him for the time, his tohughts shriveling into thoose that may be formed by one with minuet knowledge, foolish intentions.

[Luminous]

She chuckled lightly,soft tones set deeply with the ecryptian of her delicate voicings,a tune of sweet seductry,slow of tempo,hard with warning..

aye,you be the world..

her words slurred with bliss,merely muffled murmers chiming into the lulling song..

drama drama drama

[dyain]

yessss, now go post -spazzes- ill go delete te small talk. no1 shall b in the bubble mwaha

[Luminous]

The slender ess wondered around him,a blissful serenade forming within visiage,a fond nudge plucking at his bladen..

do you wish to seed one?To breath life to the young?

She spoke softly,admiring the thought of their young sprawling about on the gallent lands.The glow would descend over him as well as the pair,aye,the rejoicing dance carried on with glee.

[Luminous]

let me get some muse built up with littler posts

[dyain]

ooc:
kk lol start building

Bic:
The nudge of the doe sent his form a sturr, lower appendeges pounding the loam without pause. Optics held a twinge of restlessness, silks wrapping around the hinds of he. The circle drawn along his boundries he remained engrossed in the movements of the femm. Tones breached through the attentive twins of he, all withheld unable to be controld

Dial dropped to the loam, braces churning slowly. Nares flared, the velvets grazing the lower appends of the she. The tones flesh was lipped by the stag, dial nudging the upper flank.


A request i cannot reject my dear.

He drew near, flesh touching flesh. Cooes sounded softly, attention unwavering from the doe.