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07-11-2014, 07:10 AM
Frustration ran rampart through my veins. It fuelled me every move. Each step that I pounded into the earth, each irritated beat of my wings, each slash of my tail across the dried tips of the grass, screamed out my anger. I was not airborne, but instead working up a sweat taking my rage out on the ground. I needed to get it all out, to pound some flesh until it turned black and blue and red all over, to stick my spear into someone and twist it until I felt them pop..
Okay, well, maybe not that violent.
But I was itching for a fight, a test of my strength, a battle where one's smarts could be expressed through the flexibility, agility and cunning of one's body. My last fight had left me battered and bloody – I didn’t mind a little bit of blood and a few bruises, but I would not allow myself to become so vulnerable again. If my opponent had a companion, I would not become so distracted by its existence that I would allow my ear to be nearly completely chewed off, no siree. I grabbed my spear and threw it up, its point making to stab the underbelly of a random cloud above me, before it turned and fell point-down directly in front of me.
I stood on the boiling plateau of the Heavenly Fields, the sun had barely begun to rise: it was pre-dawn twilight, and my call was sent out to summon any who would face me at the dawning of this new day.
@[Hawkeye]
Post 0/3
Feel free to just come on at Cirrus. All magic and companions allowed. Set in the Heavenly Fields, minutes before sunrise.
Okay, well, maybe not that violent.
But I was itching for a fight, a test of my strength, a battle where one's smarts could be expressed through the flexibility, agility and cunning of one's body. My last fight had left me battered and bloody – I didn’t mind a little bit of blood and a few bruises, but I would not allow myself to become so vulnerable again. If my opponent had a companion, I would not become so distracted by its existence that I would allow my ear to be nearly completely chewed off, no siree. I grabbed my spear and threw it up, its point making to stab the underbelly of a random cloud above me, before it turned and fell point-down directly in front of me.
I stood on the boiling plateau of the Heavenly Fields, the sun had barely begun to rise: it was pre-dawn twilight, and my call was sent out to summon any who would face me at the dawning of this new day.
@[Hawkeye]
Post 0/3
Feel free to just come on at Cirrus. All magic and companions allowed. Set in the Heavenly Fields, minutes before sunrise.
Cirrus
the Wind Dancer
please do not feel pressured into mirroring the length of any of my posts
I write what I feel at the time
and hope everyone else does the same c:
