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Post by isilzheha on Jun 11, 2009 14:59:42 GMT -5
Isil.Zheha [/color][/size] I've seen some children, crossing the Bridge...what kind of life did they get to live? Maybe it was a...child's mistake. [/font][/i][/color][/size] .x. Fleeting thoughts clouded my black think box. Thoughts of a better-lived life. Thoughts of a mate and kits. Thoughts of growing old with a family and friends surrounding me. Thoughts of having a son to take my place if I owned land and died off. A prominent leader in the lands I just so stumbled upon a few months ago. But as I described; these thoughts were fleeting. They passed into my mind as I sat cradled against my scarred haunches, staring off into the flat, sun-bathed horizon. The colors splayed pink, orange, red, and purple. Smeared into one like vast watercolors. The sky was the canvas we all wished we could have held on our little easel. I wasn't one to think such thoughts. So thus I stopped. It was not my way, to have a mate, it was not my way, to have a family or own land. I was who I was, and nothing would change that. I don't give in to the whims of the world, or the statement that,"everything needs to change every now and then." I was perfectly comfortably dwelling in my cunning, living in my loathing, and wielding my darkness. I pushed myself up to my full heigt, slipping forth like a ghost. A specter on its route to Hell at each passing moment. I flicked my tail and stopped, looking up slightly at the mountain. Only, it wasn't a mountain. It was a volcano. None have dared to come close to this one, for I scented none others on the winds. Find by me. I liked to be daring every once in a while. I let my tail trace the air before I looked straight and began my short-lived journey closer to the volcano. The lands were slightly ashy as I drew nearer, some spots puffing up in small clouds around my large paws. I stopped to look to the left, scanning the horizon that was darkening. I looked to the right, watching as the fiery gold red ball began to descend behind the flat land, ready to throw the earth into darkness. I preferred the darkness to the light. I flicked a rounded aud, looking back to the volcano. Right now I was simply exploring. What else was there to do?
.x. I let my muscled, scarred bodice move forward easily, effortlessly almost. The earth was flat beneath me, so even an ungraceful elephant could traverse these parts without tripping. I tilted my head and slowly came toward the base of the volcano. I looked to the foliage, which was slightly frayed about the edges, gray and black from the ash and cinder spewing from the volcano. I glanced up at it, audits flicking away a fly. The crickets had begun to rub their legs together, chirping noisily. It was a surprise any creature would valiantly come close to the volcano. It was a wonder how fascinating it could be. I flicked my tail once more, inspecting the terrain around the monstrous land formation. I twisted my head upon its axis, scanning around with my nose to the winds. Trying to catch any scent of another. The darkness floated silently, bringing with it an eerie coolness. The same I enjoyed the most over the years I have seen this world turn. I relished in the fact that I was alone, sitting back upon my haunches once more. I heard the shuffling of another's feet, and I turned toward the sound. The air shifted around me, and I waited in great anticipation for someone to come by. I was looking for a fight. I was in that mood. But no matter how long I sat there, the other creature did not show itself. I fell back with a deep growl in my chest. I looked around, the scent of the beast drifting away. I was only slightly disappointed. I would find someone or something. Sometime, I was sure. I watched in the direction the scent had come from, but I did not go after it. I twitched, my bodice leaning forward to move away from a small cloud of gnats. The dirt beneath my paws began to warm up a bit. I tilted my head, swiveling my body slowly to face the volcano. Lambok Volcano. Most likely one of my new favorite places to go.
.x. I trailed my eyes to the peak of the upraised land, to the mouth of the beast. It bellowed, rumbling threateningly, but I knew it would not erupt. I had heard rumors, had seen the evidence, and it would not erupt here and now. However, it did spew it's content into the air. Ashes drifted down to collect in my fur. I closed my eyes and took a step back, shaking my whole body as if ridding myself of water. I flicked my tail, and looked at my chest and sides, whatever I could look at. The crickets had stopped, leaving me in complete silence. I sat back upon my haunches once more and began to lick myself clean. I didn't mind it to much, for it gave me something to do. I glanced around, still waiting for some airheaded brute to come along and try and oppose me. I wanted to shed some blood. I was getting anxious. So I sat next to the beast of a volcano, two beasts sitting side by side. My auburn-amber hues remained unblinking as I collected the moonlight, using it as my guide to night vision. The darkness swelled around me, pulsating with some sort of negative energy. That energy was not mine, oh no. I looked around, expecting something massive to come forth. Somethin ghuge and powerful. But I was wrong again, forever misjudging the world. Nothing came forth. I growled deep in my chest once more.
.x. No creature met my sight, no sound came to my ears. I was fooled by the winds once again. My frustration was evident as I sat, remaining still as a statue. I seemed carved from the earth itself, the way I remained silent and unmoving. I was rotting away as I sat, the world moving around me, without me. Leaving me behind. I would catch up to it sometime. For now, I would just sit and wait.
----------------------------- Send Me Thoughts;; Low-Medium. Speak My Mind;; Finished. This is mostly just rambling. >.< Open/Closed Send me the tally of the dead;; 1,058 Demon;; Isilzheha the Impure [/blockquote]
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Post by kiara on Jul 27, 2009 3:39:34 GMT -5
Kiara walked up the mountain her paws leaving tracks in the dirt underneath her she smelled the air every now and again to see what was in the surrounding areas the wind blew every once in a while making it sound as if there was a creature in the vegetation around her but growing up in a savanna it didn't fool her she made her was slowly and quietly like death creeping up on an unsuspecting creature. Kiara loved night wandering it was cool mysterious, and she could hide without trying to her night vision had kicked in so she could see easily. Kiara was unpredictable so she never really knew her mood, well she knows when she is mad but as far as happy she never notices it. She focuses on things like her prey and being stealthy which she was very good at too.
Kiara was a while up the volcanic mountain when she picked up a new scent another animal had been through here and it was close, Kiara crouched down and stalked in the direction the smell was coming from she was fast but silent. as she came closer she saw what is was a fossa it was a threatened species too but Kiara could care less no she wouldn't attack it but she kept her distance he seemed pissy and irritable. the wind blew and she saw his head look right at her but she lied low and kept quiet when he thought there was another animal which there was he let lose a deep growl but still she remained silent after a while he growled again but thinking there was nothing around she sat, He was still as stone ans seemed spaced.
Kiara not feeling threatened by the fossa stood up and walked by him her large paws making no sound on the dirt she cared less what he did she just walked right on by and laid close to the top of the volcano. Kiara relaxed and purred almost forgetting about the fossa at the bottom. She liked being in high areas it was quiet and peaceful at least it was at night after a while Kiara got back up and slowly walked down the volcano to hunt for food she thought of the fossa who was still as a rock was harmless and again walked by him with no care in the world.
She caught and ate a small hare a few yards behind the motionless animal and relaxed right where she was her eyed half closed and she was purring loudly this was the way to live life quiet and peaceful.
ooc Muse level; medium word count (About) 450 Noted: Ok i brought Kiara in i hope that's ok and don't mind her ignorance either she is a little spaced lol and don't mind my puny posts either >_<
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Post by isilzheha on Aug 6, 2009 13:48:04 GMT -5
Isil.Zheha [/color][/size] I've seen some children, crossing the Bridge...what kind of life did they get to live? Maybe it was a...child's mistake. [/font][/i][/color][/size] .x. The tides were turning, the darkness swelling and flatly falling forth, the moon hidden behind a screen of dark clouds. I flicked an ear as a sound came forth. My eyes flit over, looking at two glowing hues staring at me. They were unpreturbed, studying me, the bodice flat to the ground. Relying on the darkness to keep their features hidden. I scented the winds that shifted my way, and knew the scent to be that of a lioness's. I flicked my tail, letting it splay across my paws. I watched the beast as she watched me, valiantly stepping up to her full height. She seemed to not care, looking at me and walking toward me. I simply watched her with loathing eyes as she passed me. She moved so close I could feel her body heat mingle with mine. Though I didn't approve of such contact, I only watched her, never turning my head to watch her. I would not let her know that I cared of such things. I flicked my tail, eyes gazing around, temporarily ignoring the feline. I watched her as she came into view again, traveling up the volcano, resting near the top. The silence was definite, prominent in the land of wailing lost souls. Yet over such silence I could hear the bitch purr. Like she didn't care of my existence. Though normally that would not have bothered me, in such situations as this, it did in a way. Though I was not one for attention seeking, I did not like it when others simply ignored me. However, the lioness spotted something and began to come down.
.x. She spotted the hare, walking past me like she trusted her instinct enough to think I would not attack her. I flicked my tail in annoyance, turning casually as the lioness attacked and ate her hare, relaxing where she was. Her eyes were half closed as she relaxied. I snorted, growling as I pushed my hind legs up, eyes following the beast as I began to prowl around her. I watched her with contemptuous amber hues as I began to circle her soundly, muscles flexing and claws with them. Though, I was just stretching the latter. I flicked my tail, letting the whip lash back and forth as I silently circled her quickly. If she wished to get up and simply leave, that feat will be successful with difficulties along the way. I just watched her, demeanor wicked, eyes black and devious. I simply let the silence roll on, though I knew this lioness would not be intimidated. Though, that's not what I was trying to do. I flicked my ear, letting them slide to the side, eyes intent upon the femora. I had something else in mind.
.x. My eyes narrowed slightly, but widened to normal as I resumed my circling, eyes neevr blinking as I intoned in deep baritones, "He is mad, that trusts in the tameness of a wolf." My voice died out into an echo, my shoulders rolling, carrying me in a graceful, deadly gait, head lowered slightly. My vocals dripped with poison as I continued on, "You are foolish to suggest that I would never attack you." I raised my head, stopping, muscles tensing and relaxing, flexing as I watched her, gauging her reaction. Let the games begin.
----------------------------- Send Me Thoughts;; Low-Medium. Speak My Mind;; Finished. Thankies for joining. Sorry for teh late reply. >.< And it sooks! -.- Open/Closed Send me the tally of the dead;; Demon;; Isilzheha the Impure [/blockquote]
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Post by kiara on Aug 7, 2009 15:04:42 GMT -5
Kiara layed there in her half asleep state and then it was interupted she felta sudden pressance and she opened her eyes and saw the fossa circiling her for some reasonhe spoke and said something about a wolf thats whatcought her attention she knew he wasn't talking about a wolf it was a quote or something and then hesaid she was foolish to suggest he wouldn't attack her . Well Kiara wasn't exactly in a good mood but not a bad one either but she really didn't like to be disturbed she gazed at the foosa her eyes holding their calm look and her voice was still soft as she repilied "Oh i am sorr if i bothered you i honestly thought you were a statue standing there so quiet and still" Maybe it was rude but she was only returning the favor "and i never though you wouldn't attack me i figured you fell asleep standing up or something" Kiara said her voicewas still soft but there was a little bit of sournss in there she wasn't pleased with him at all.
Kiara stood again her brown optic examining the cat looking thing he was brown and hid tail was long he kind of reminded her of a spotless cheetahor lepord . She finally stood upand watched him as he walked around her her mucleswere ready for and attack and so were her claws she wasn't a fighter but she would defed herself if her tried something she was wondering why he was or seened angry she didn't bother him or steal his food she merely walkied by him and she never makes eye contact with other animals unless she is speaking to them "May I ask what i did to set you off" she said her eyes followinghis movement "I Wasn't ignoring your pressance you were still as stone and silent as death I figured you wouldn't want to be disturbed so I left you alone" she said figuring thats what alot of loners hated and he didn't seem mush different but she wanted to know why he was getting upset over a small thing such as that.
Kiara huffed and layed back down not ignoring him she still watched him. "I do not want a fight" Kiara said to the seemingly childish male "And if you attac me i guess i will be walking out badly injured or not at all" she replied hoping he would leve the lioness be. SHe tried to remain calm and kind but as they say there is no real stregth as true gentalness and there is no true gentalness without stength meaning sometimes it is harder to be kind then it is to be mean and this fossa was proving it quiet true for her as well.
She gazed at the moon and stars which was something she liked to do she hopped that taking her focus off the fossa wouldn't upset him more and cause him to attack her Kiara tried to be kind to all as every spirit was equal to hers small as a baby mouse to as big as she she respected them all for they all had a role even this emo or just rude fossoa walking in circles around her. she never knew all their purposes but she knew they had one kiara's attention snapped back at the male she wasn't going to get attacked anytime soon and she hoped he would calm down
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