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01-31-2017, 06:29 PM
i was pure as a river
She remembered this place, with it's enchanting pools rich with rubies beneath it, tempting and taunting, daring you to look further—dive in. That time Ghost nearly had, driven by lust, saved from drowning by doubt, even then she had been naïve. A pedestal and a crown, that was all she had ever wanted and by hell she had got it, along with a title and a laughable legacy that was easily forgotten in the face of more lavish history. Ghost had desired for something that she didn't understand, her ignorance was her downfall, but hindsight twisted her into some kind of acrimonious witch with a taste for being annoying on purpose. Perhaps the misguided banshee was embracing her bitterness a little too much. She liked the Blood Falls, it was macabre, like the rest of the world, she thought the water's bleeding red complimented her beautifully. As the sun began to set in the sky, Ghost lingered a little longer near one of the falls and watched Fantôme as he stalked some unseen prey.
Ghost had always wondered why he had chosen her to be bonded to, or perhaps he never got a choice and was just bound to her by his own sheer dumb luck. When he was younger he had been all paws and no balance, hunting didn't come easy, Ghost was not a wolf after all, he had to learn all by himself. Now he looked more like a brooding predator, his yellow eyes forever alert and his personality had grown gruffer with age. They often prowled together, blending in and out of shadows, remembering the brief good times and enjoying the simple pleasures of familiar company. However, Ghost had soon grown restless of this stagnancy, spurring her north and into the mountains, led by a Valkyrie and her hound.
Now, the Cadaverous thought about returning back home, she had only seen a few random others on her way to the falls and her chances to pickpocket had been too few. Besides, she was no longer boundless, where once she could freely pinch without causing an uproar between two herds, now she must watch where she aiming her thieving swipes. Making her decision, she began to turn away from the roaring bloody water, calling her hungry wolf as she did.
@Ilios I hope this is okay!
Ghost had always wondered why he had chosen her to be bonded to, or perhaps he never got a choice and was just bound to her by his own sheer dumb luck. When he was younger he had been all paws and no balance, hunting didn't come easy, Ghost was not a wolf after all, he had to learn all by himself. Now he looked more like a brooding predator, his yellow eyes forever alert and his personality had grown gruffer with age. They often prowled together, blending in and out of shadows, remembering the brief good times and enjoying the simple pleasures of familiar company. However, Ghost had soon grown restless of this stagnancy, spurring her north and into the mountains, led by a Valkyrie and her hound.
Now, the Cadaverous thought about returning back home, she had only seen a few random others on her way to the falls and her chances to pickpocket had been too few. Besides, she was no longer boundless, where once she could freely pinch without causing an uproar between two herds, now she must watch where she aiming her thieving swipes. Making her decision, she began to turn away from the roaring bloody water, calling her hungry wolf as she did.
@Ilios I hope this is okay!
but now I think I'm possessed
Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun
❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3
❚ Please tag me!
❚ Pixel by Nyte
