intro
colors of the sun sunk slowly behind the foliage obscured horizion. warm oranges reds and yellows faded into deeper cooler colors. an endless blue, violet, and red; a blood tainted sky. the comforting warmth of sunset was fading into nothingness, with the traces of its presence on the brow of the world quickly dissapearing. darkness pressed its face against the pane of the world, glittering points of light like countless freckles spattered over its expanse. a heavy blanket of shadows, was quickly begining to distort the world. the waking world of unmentionable things, creatures whos hearts matched the endless blackness. undefined and blind in their ways as the night in which they lurked. a cold wind coaxed life into still objects, raking its fingers though the highest leaves and branches.
it caressed her face, a cold wind that peirced through to her even colder skin. death, death of warmth, light and color had tempted her from the earthen hole in which she had slept. dirt clung in faint dusty traces along her ragged frame. though she stood stong and massive beneath the small ashen branches, her frame was ragged. filled with the burdens of time, mistake, longing and the past that wound themselves around his slender legs and every bump of a rib or hip that shown through a thin pure white pelt. she was a open book with no writing, longing to be read but having nothing to read. a fallen being. those eyes that watched the last drops of violet reced till she could no longer see them were filled with pain, and something else. something deeper, more instictive; a uncontrolable urge. it was what hissed in her veins instead of blood, it drove his now singularly focused mind. emotions were thick on her palate, but she was ruled only by lust and hunger. no longer was this beast in control of herself, her true self had become so buried in her black heart it would perhaps never again be coaxed again out. and so, this monster, this true deamon of the night ruled, with a constant hunger in her stomach and the lust for slaughter.
vital signs
.[ name: Rikalene
.[ nickname: Rika
.[ fur: White
.[ marks: Grey-blue, red
.[ eyes: Orange-yellow
.[ nose: Black
.[ figure: Small
.[ faults: Dead
.[ tail: Short
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.[ species: Lupe
.[ brush: Yellow
.[ gender: Female
.[ age: Undead
.[ desire: None
.[ mood: Hopless
.[ personality: Silent
.[ owner: Kat
.[ petpet: None
.[ petpet's name: None |
like/dislikes
.[ likes
darkness
blood
barbed wire
poison
trees
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.[ dislikes
birds
love
singing
idiots
Mareoy
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story
well... this is how I died:
Spareouw slowly approached the trapped female. "Than you shall suffer for what your mother brought upon her very own flesh and blood." he growled, then turned away. "Die in agony." were his last words before he dissapeared into the shadows. Rika was left trapped. Nothing to help her, nothing to sustain her. She would die of malnutrition as the ground caved in on her lifeless body.
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