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06-27-2014, 06:09 PM
Krieger
The Beast smirked down at the light pelted mare; she was at his mercy now. His patience was wearing thin and he could take her sharp tongue no longer. His voice was a whisper of thunder in the distance the approach of a terrible storm indeed, "You will learn to hold your temper darling." The white alabaster stud had been with holding himself from blood for far to long. This was now the time to release the wolf inside. He lowered his sharped twisted saber and stroked it longing against her small so fragile face. He moved his powerful head slowly moving her horn towards her sparkling eye. Her spit hit it's mark, landing on his massive muzzle, and pushing him over the edge. His blood lust cry rang through the air, the storm was here and he would harness it's power. Pulling his monstrous head back he plunged it quickly into the socket that held the lovely sapphire. The sound, much like squashing a grape threw him into a wild frenzy. He reared high into the air to crash back down on the mare below him. He would be welcomed home with the blood of a winged one on his hooves, he would return to him home victorious. As he landed, hopefully upon her shoulder, he tried to bite and tear at her ribs trying to make the stupid bitch bleed as much as possible, this would be his ticket into the herd. He had to make the others believe he was a loyal racist unicorn, so one day when the truth about his foal was out his word would be trust, and their lives spared. Once the stud was satisfied with the blood her had shed, the beast moved for her white wings. He would have to take more than blood back to be welcomed. He reached, porcelain teeth extended for one of the white feathers there. It really didn't matter which he grabbed but one had to be plucked to take back. Once he hopefully had the feather he turned to leave covered in the best prize a killer could have. "Maybe now you know what weakness is you will learn to be respectful." His voice was edging with anger without remorse he had no bad feelings for the things he had done to her. -------------------------------------------------- Words: 388 OOC:; I have permission to powerplay! "Talking" 'Thinking' |
Please tag Krieger! All degrees of attacking is fine besides killing him, besides power-play(ask permission!)
