Rainbows in Hell
The crashing riverbank was melodic. Only if it had been night. To it's harmonic ripples and crashes, a requiem could be sung. Oh! A lament! A song to woo the perfect lady, too! So many possibilities. For now, the little rat would practice. Once a rock could be suitable enough for a podium. The first was a little flat. The next too jagged. "Oooohhh, what does it take to find a decent rock about here?" The russet male whined incessantly, until the perfect stone came into view. It wasn't too large or small, too tall or short, too smooth or jagged. It was absolutely perfect. A happy yip escaped the small brute, as he slid easily onto the surface, clearing his throat.
"Mooooooooo." Too low of a note for his liking. After a few more tries and some attempts at humming, he had honed his singing ability to a keen note, giving a long cry into the wind, beckoning any company. Perhaps a singing partner, or a new friend. A new friend would be nice.
The sun during the day was annoying... far too bright. The rainbow creature was a beast who preferred the cover of darkness. It was easier on her sensitive eyes. But she supposed it wasn't too bad, no, not too bad at all. For the daytime anyway. Rainbow walked alone, her white paws hitting the earth in a gentle rhythm. The female hummed, tail wiggling back and forth in a swaying rhythm. Things were going just fine, though she was a bit on the lonely side. She wanted to find Mara, her clown, to make her laugh, but she was sure if she didn't find him he would find her. In the meantime, however, she would be able to have some fun! Who knew, perhaps there would be some interesting folks around here to play with!
Her mood was that like a child, humming to herself, a song that had no real tune, no rhythm. Her heart was light, almost as she was back then, back when she was Marina and still had her sanity. But oh well dearies, sometimes you spilled the milk!
Ears perked up to a voice. Not just any voice, but a male voice. The female would breathe in, listening to a moment before deciding she was going to find this singer. But oh, she wouldn't just join in. Body would slink to the ground, a slithering rainbow, black, and white snake along the ground. She approached the gentleman on the rock, a fiery flame, who was singing his call to the wind. A grin spread on her face and legs bunched under her body before pouncing. Charrrrgeee! |
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{{Edit:: Sorry, I copy posts to view them when I type. xD; Left some of Lucy's post here.}}
Alas, in his song, the man had not been wary enough to have noticed a rainbow-colored 'snake' slithering toward his being. His song cut off abruptly as the hellion was attacked, pinned to the ground. For a moment, shimmering peridots clung to the features of this... creature that had dared to pounce. Faded red eyes, and a cap of red. Flowing behind this cape was a myriad of color. "Oi! A rainbow-caped creature dares to pounce!" A grin writhed onto the rat's features as he sauntered away from the creature's large paws.
Once free of his attacker, he took a moment, scrutinizing the foe. Except, she seemed to be of no true threat. Only about a foot taller, yes, yet she was all the same a wolf. "My, you are like an angel. Fallen or no?" Puffing out his chest and standing a little straighter, Fenrisúlfr made sure to mend his rather scruffy fur for the moment, licking it to tip-top shape. "I'll take either way."
Pounce would succeed, and the female would giggle as she pinned the man before her for a few moments. Aye! She won! Rainbow would swish her tail back and forth, allowing him to get back up, though she watched with happiness. A friend perhaps? He looked lovely, flame colors on his coat. He was different, yes, and she would watch him with a gentle look. A surprisingly gentle look, more of Marina's sort that her own. "Indeed I do, my fair man. Indeed I do." The female would stretch her body in a carefree manner, her gaze not leaving him. His words were a little strange, but not horrible. "I am no angel, my fair man. Perhaps the fallen sort, but no winged dove." |
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