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12-06-2015, 09:26 AM
macaria palest shadow; darkest light
Hiding away in the mists beneath one of the monster waterfalls she stands among the wet plant-life, fading jungly flowers and constant layer of moisture beading across her gray fur. She is just barely a year and has yet to master her 'gift'. Try as she might the sparks only fizzle and snap around her dapples, never extending her even leaving her side. Perhaps it is all the..wetness... She ponders this and after a few tries the husky girl decides to go somewhere a little drier. Away from the falls, just outside a dense tree patch that swims with mid-day shadows and the smell of danger. She looks into the abysmal umbrage of brambles and it sends a shiver down her spine. Her sparks shoot away from her, further than she's ever seen them go. They fly and twirl in a spectacular dance before crackling and fizzling out in the long emerald grass at her feet. A toothy grin spreads wide and greedily over her rosy pink lips, her voice chimes aloud with a giggle and she begins to trot around, turning every which way and kicking out with a display of orange ember sparkles spitting in her wake. Some float, some preform a delicate spinning ballet and some sink like rocks. They are sloppy and not at all dangerous, but she does not care. She bounds and bucks, curling and snapping her white plumed tail and gathering her graceful form into a canter every few minutes. She seems to not tire of it even after twenty minutes or so, sweat gathering under her dark mane, it's thickness trapping the heat in between her neck and hair. Her dapples keep bubbling the burning orbs, weakening as she begins to tire. Finally her toes strike the ground a little softer, the earth torn from their grip. Her splayed feet made the ground so grab-able, so easy to manipulate over. She cannot imagine trying to live with big rocks for feet. When she finally stops she gives a shake, dust and dirt and whatever else fall away but the sparks have lost their charge. She bends around herself to poke her soft nose at the dapples blanketing her back, shoulders and hips. “Stupid..” She mutters with a growl at the magical failure. She is beginning to realize there is a lot more to learn about...damn. |
hehe katy perry thread subject >;}
ALL FOALS WELCOMMMEEEEEE
[anyone is, really, but i thought a baby thread would be funtimeees]
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