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Into the Dark



Naamah

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
71
player

Famous
04-29-2017, 07:16 PM

The day had been rather warm, but with the cool air of night rolling in, the clouds took on a darker and more sinister tone than they had in the sunlight. Lightning flashed on the dimming horizon and the winds picked up, clearly signaling to Naamah that there would be a storm tonight. Corvus floated along on a breeze as they made their way towards Brimstone Lake, the bird scouting ahead and watching the storm roll in. It was strange to have such a small creature follow her everywhere, but he had lived up to what the grey woman with pink eyes had said. The bird had proven himself useful to her by finding all manner of foodstuffs, he alerted her when someone was near and there was the almost constant finding of shiny baubles and trinkets that Naamah found to be rather brilliant. He was rather attracted to the color blue, Corvus would often bring her blue stones from creek side ventures, once he found a blue shell from the beach.

The bird intrigued her, but there was usually only one beast on her mind. Amon. The male had managed to sink deep into her subconscious, to where now she could only dream of him. The mere thought of the male could cause her temperature to rise and there would be the need to pant, her heart and stomach took turns dancing in her chest it seemed, and there were pins and needles beneath her paws when she walked any direction except where she thought Amon might have gone. Her head actually began to hurt because she thought of him almost constantly. The will to eat or drink had all but vanished, but she somehow managed to force herself to kill and eat. The thought being that staying at peek performance condition would attract Amon more.

Corvus cawed and brought Naamah out of her musings, she had nearly fallen over the rim of the volcanic lake, the toes on her front paws curling to grip the stone as she looked over. Perhaps, there would be some relief from her thoughts if she fell, but she had much to do yet. Drowning was painful, or so she would imagine, besides there were better things to do than die.

"Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.
Lilith is mostly a voice inside Naamah's head, unable to be heard, unless otherwise stated. Naamah is a character who is prone to acts of violence and gore. Her threads are usually marked mature. Her companion is always assumed to be with her, except if stated otherwise.