Without question the black monster followed his master. His rather fine chiseled head moved up and down to the rhythm of his walk. Now and then his muzzle brushed against the snow beast’s flank and the feel of it could have been soft if it hadn’t been for the dried snot, mud and sweat on it. The beast almost looked like a careless foal following his mother - and the size difference between the stallions strengthened that image. But even if The Monster had the speech and intelligence of an undeveloped child his instincts were mature - and not to mention - sick. Traces of what he was capable of were visible all over his horn and forehead - even a cut or two on Master told a story of bloodlust and evil. |
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skrímslið minn - by Mauja - 07-31-2012, 11:44 AM
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RE: skrímslið minn - by Mauja - 08-01-2012, 05:04 AM
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