Your Protector

[taintedlove]

Kate never smiles,
She wears torn, soaked dresses.
I've been seen walking around,
While she secretly obsesses.

The sun had escaped the cage that the clouds had cast upon it. The darkening sky vanished as if someone had cast a spell upon it and threatened it with a good time. Mountains came within views, the had been hidden behind the thick fog that layed over the lithophere. The peaks nearly peircing the sky as they towered over the land. Trees masaged the perimiters, allowing all types of animals to hide within, anything within their maze could produce danger to an equuis or a Panther like Eurynomous, himself.

Visage remained on the land before him, Eurynomous pushed forwards making his fores move at a steady pace. Crania released its hold upon juggular, letting it slink low upon the ground. Pelt was now dry as the sun beat down, warming him, glisening, his pelt shine. Narretts filled with carbon, trailing it deep within his chambers before releasing it back into the air around him. Nails dug into the soft turf below him as pace quickened, bringing himself to a steady two beat rythm. It had been awhile since had had let himself go wild. The plains before him grew short, allowing the trees to come closer within his path. Bulk twisted propelling himself to squeeze past the line of trees and pushing him back into the direction he had just come from.

She can't follow mannequins,
Or dream of dreams.
How had I made her mad?
It has nothing as it seems.

The summer heat unduced the time when sweat would build upon pelt. Beads of sweat trickled through his tar sainted canvase, and down his facade, nearly missing his pools. Eurynomous did not slow. Noone had come within his distance, no thoughts ran through his mind of meeting anyone, right now he was fullfilling his needs to run and blow off some steam. Fores boxed with the land below him, each time they connected a force from within him pushed down even harder, making deep indentions within the ground, making his presents known. Nairs wide brining in the carbon around him, fullfilling the chambers within his body with the nessessary antidote to keep him alive. Figure slowed steadily, brining himself to a quick paced walk. Fores lifted up off the ground, releasing adrenialin as each for took their blow to the ground. Optics released their hold upon the scenery and replaced themselves upon the path before him. The mountains were coming closer and yet again so where the trees. Slowing his pace once again, Eurynomous pushed through the baracade of the trees, weaving in & out of them. The surface of the land started at soil, but coming closer to the mountains it became a rocky foundation.

Kate seems unpassable.
She seems to be unreal,
I'm growing more lonely.
Red after real.

Eurynomous slowly moved himself up the steep incline, pushing himself beyond his limits, but the strain upon his paws and the sweat more profoundly upon his pelt made a satisfied feeling run through his carraige. Mind buzzed at this point, never had Eurymous shown another land, or any others who could be watching, what his spirit needed. He had never flounced around like he just had. Visage just shook it off and the steep incline became more steady and flat. Coming upon the ridge of the mountain top, he looked down and watched the land before him. Off in the distance he could see a few equuis roaming around, he guessed that this was there home. Eurymous could live here, he could rule ubove the lord and lady. It was indeed his job to be the gaurdian of the land..maybe this land would suit him well. He had the ocean by him, he could live by it and live within the trees. Now he would stay here until another came.

Kate thinks she's in pargatory,
I think it's all a joke.
Let her take the river down,
I just hope she floats.

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Soft footfalls brought the vessel of a grey equine towards the feline, although he did not know it as he walked. Iron grey tresses bordering on black fluttered behind him as he moved, forelock swept away from his elegant face to reveal two deep blue eyes, lost in thought. Like saphires left out in the rain, they glittered as the light caught them, although their depths were lost and somewhat sad. He was not the cheerful sort, more, he was likely to be found wandering alone than in the midst of company. Whether that was a curse he had bestowed upon himself or been burdened with by some other society was unclear even to him. He was a wretched creature, not one who thought too highly of himself or anything else.

It was this despondancy, this apathy, that brought him to his current situation. He hadn't yet met the lord of this terra, and was rather confused about the whole thing. How had he gotten here? Those wretched voices on the wind had showed him the way. Harks swiveled back as he thought about them, anger sparking into his solemn gaze. It was this that brought his poll upwards, that lifted him from his daze towards the present and reality. Nasals flared as he shifted, uncertain of where exactly he'd been going. Now the scent of the feline reached him, sparked electricity through his nerves.

Blowing through his nose, the small stag trotted forward, plume raised and slender serpentine arched. Hooves hit the ground in a two beat rhythm as he approached the shadowed form of Eurynomous, white rims apparent around the blue of his eyes. Stopping a few strides away from the great cat, he pushed a rush of air through paperthins in a rattling snort and spoke, although not of his own will. It seemed as if some force outside willed him to, and so he did.

"Greetings...... I am one called Off Kilter. Who are you?"

No matter how strange he thought it was that he spoke to a cat, no matter that the creature could prove to be dangerous. He stood staring at it anyways, every muscle quivering beneath the slick iron grey of his hide. A sheen of sweat had begun to build up over it, causing it to look even shinier. He didn't run, though, no matter how much instinct told him to. Some other voice willed him to stay and wait this out, told him the cat was not one apt to leap at him with bad intention. Kilter couldn't be sure what instilled this faith within him, but he obeyed it all the same.

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(......Is no one around here alive? ...Or does no one like me?))

[Sequin]

[yeah im gonna beat them all with sticks. Serial silence plays that character, also if Shadow does not post in one week this terra is yours. Im sick of the inactivity people!]

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Braces churned as the one of speck alabaster approched the terrance's new comer, and recent Beta patron. Lappets pitched forth towards the trionosphere, studying the odd creature that posed apoun his lands. Juggular tossed, arching back to the dominance it had always held. Pistons halter him as he towered over the others, looking at the obsidian feline. Patron iceily glared down apoun the beast, seeing if he held worthy, past his shadowed pelt. Orbs clenched that of the others, the other's stare never weary, he was then and just then, not a mere cloaked luce attempting to play their hellion roles in life. Flints struck the sod planting back as they had been, mug turning to the Beta, orbs serious and questioning the brute through sign language what he thought of this comer, if he thought him worthy of breathing one second more apoun these lands, or if he was just meant to be perished this very moment. Enamels braced as he turned once more to the Panther, His pools of onyx caressing over his bod, just as a mere scan of the man's machine.

Harks cruely laced atop his cerebrum as he flung his curventure to the lithosphere. Arora's glaring at the coal feline, striking at him harshly ore' his apex. A test merely to the hell pathed ways. With a muffled thud the young gladiator settled back apoun the typography. The night kissed overseer was true to their blood, brtoher to brother. Spool tucked slightly and then rose to its dominant stance, a nod given to the feline friend who would see over them. Facette, however, was stoned and bitter, for only feeligns could untie the fly from its knotted body in the web. Crest turned to vision the bronc below him, he nodded to him aswell, knowing he had done his duty well to see who had truspassed within the lands. looking from one to othere, his twin zineths plastered atop his poll, mug gapping to let loose the lyrics he had held for so long a' time in utter silence during his arrival and testing of the other.

Feline, I see you lie brother to I, darkend in both blood and soul. Kilter, You prove worthy for coming at the time of a truspasser's entrance. Well done. Feline, what be thy name, for you have my acceptance into this land for the duty you seek as over seer. You shall make a fine on indeed. Come, we must head back to the main lands where you and Kilter shall keep guard as i head to the claiming grounds to collect both a queen and one for this fine crune who be my Beta, a brother in blood and soul of dark mind.

As he spook in his ways of the king of camelot, his lyrics held the dark tone, a darker version of the kingtly days. A devilish grin played his features when his mug latched again. Glancing from Beta to Feline, he waited for reply before they headed off, for there was no time to lose, now this place was sucure, with beta and guardian, now it t'was the perfect time to get the two femines of puire hatred, and then the place would be complete and a new chapter had jjyust begun in their life's history. It t'was but only a matter of time before they would be able to go beove and beyond the other harems, but he knew also the femines cause habic, fighting over who be queen and who be next to challenge for it. Ah, But alas, he would pick the maturer ones, ones that were putred but able to not care who was higher, for there was more to focus on than just cat fights. With an deep sigh, he turned to the others listening for their vocals, they must not wait, for he knew it would only be a matter of time.....



[OOC:Muse! WOOT WOOT!]

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((Shadow! Cool, lol, I'm going to make a posteh, should be done tomorrow...))

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Harks flicked, swerving upright as the sound of another's hoofbeats reached them. Poll rose as well, eyes leaving the form of the shadowkissed feline to meet the form of a misty hued equine, his superior and lord of this terra. Saphires glinted with subtle fires as he looked over the other stag, gaze somehow both defiant and submissive. So... This is the one who betters you. Best to keep an eye on him. Or two, if can be spared... A snort, and a short toss of his head indicated Kilter's annoyanance at the winds' whisperings again, the voices speaking out of turn as they always did. Shadow had done nothing to him yet, to call offense would be to act unruly. Kilter was not a soft hearted creature, but he knew his limits well enough, and followed them as he would.

The iron grey stag listened quietly to the other's lyrics, slight amusement playing upon his features as the motions played out between equine and feline. This other was not as Kilter had first thought him, and earned a degree of respect from the younger stallion. Only a small degree, yes, but more than Kilter offered most. Ignoring the whispering of unseen strangers into fluted harks, he answered Shadow's tones with even ones of his own, although they shook took on a static quality as untold annoyance played through Kilter's expressive blue eyes.

"I would never think of doing less, to serve the land or the one owning it. Yes, the lack of femmes around this place does tell on one's quality of being."

Letting a sigh ruffle past paperthins, the stag flicked his tail about over hocks, letting the tip of that wispy banner brush sleek flanks. Hints of sarcasm laughed from lyrics just spoken, nearly as invisible as the speakers of Kilter's voices.

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((Eep, didn't expect to be so busy..))

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-i have left for claiming-