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Nightcall [questing]
Ascended Helovian

Mauja the Frozen Light Posts: 1,392
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( I'm sorry for the wait. Was gone and then got sick. :/ )


A deep, bestial growl rumbled in his chest, heat lapping against him - the night air danced and shimmered, things he saw not; he heard only the desperate crackle of the trees as they dry branches were set aflame, the pounding of hooves as a black shadow passed him. For a heartbeat he saw the intense flare of Monster's eyes, the mindless frenzy mimicked by the flames all around them. Within Mauja the cold lay, dark and deadly, helping to stave off the warmth, a situation oddly reversed from Keahi's. He could smell blood over the flames and acrid char, heard her mocking, strained voice, the squeal of her companion as Monster's black horn laid his shoulder open.

Crackling with ferocious energy, past the point of speaking himself, the maddened King crept closer, skirting the fire and falling branches. Like the Threshold.

"Hundkvikindi," he hissed, lips curling into a menacing snarl, ears flat against his sooty neck. He slipped around another sheet of fire, the flames licking up from a fallen branch. Terribly cold eyes watched it for a moment, how the smaller twigs curled up, steaming, blackening; glowing red-hot they were thrown up into the air, disappearing with the smoke towards the dark sky. He could hear death whisper upon the wind, promising pain, and yet no rain was falling - damn, where were the mares? How would this ever stop?

Growling, he set his sights on Keahi. She would not escape. He wouldn't allow it. Monster was busy tackling Viserys; he could focus on her.

A howl, a sound so different from the soft-edged King usually made, tore from his throat, shrill and hoarse as his body launched itself into motion. Hooves found traction upon the familiar ground, falling ashes swirling around his frosted feet as he sprang forth into motion. Powerful neck arched, horn leading the way to her chest, he charged. She would not leave. He would not let her get away. She would pay for this.
Mauja Frosthjärta
angels, they fell first, but I'm still here


Messages In This Thread
Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 08-21-2012, 02:44 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Viserys - 08-22-2012, 09:36 AM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 08-22-2012, 02:38 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Random Event - 08-23-2012, 06:41 AM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Viserys - 08-23-2012, 12:39 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 08-23-2012, 02:37 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Mauja - 08-25-2012, 07:08 AM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Viserys - 08-26-2012, 12:10 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Faelene - 08-27-2012, 04:56 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Monster - 08-28-2012, 03:11 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 09-05-2012, 01:16 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Viserys - 09-10-2012, 02:55 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Mauja - 09-19-2012, 04:28 AM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Faelene - 09-23-2012, 11:58 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Monster - 09-24-2012, 09:28 AM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 09-28-2012, 02:55 PM
RE: Nightcall [questing] - by Keahi - 10-20-2012, 02:10 PM

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