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Just Bad Luck



Nephthys

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Other
gems
504
size
Large
build
Light
posts
335
player
04-21-2019, 08:53 AM


The yellow ball of fire changed to hues of orange, and then almost tangerine. It merged with the sky, like juice-mix dissolving in a glass of water. The clouds were cotton-candy, as though they blushed at the warm touch of the sun. Silhouettes of birds flew home across a sky that was now magenta; and the sun was half into the water, but its reflection in the sea made it look complete. The mauve of the dusky sky intensified, and in just a while, the biggest star had set, giving way to a thousand others. Mile-long limbs carried the bronze mistress across the western lands, teacup paws strategically placed one in front of her other as one could swear she was floating above the ground instead. Confidence radiated through her pores as she wondered further within the WSester territories than she had been before and the Gods above only know why the fuck did she even thought this was a good idea. Perhaps she need time to think and what better place than a land that reminded you of your Homelands, of home, of safety and warmth. But was it really? Did Egypt hold such sentiments for her? No. It did not. It was filled with heartbreak , torture and hatred and for a reason beyond her understanding the thought of it still ofered her comfort due to the familiarity of it. After all, she did spend half of her life within it.

It was not long before the the sky above started to get darker and she knew that she will be forced to find a place to rest her bones and hide from the below freezing temperatures of the desert. Yet, once again, the Gods had other plans for her. Auditory system rotated towards the source of strange sounds, a mix of animals that were not mendling their business, not too far ahead. It was not long before fiery jewels rest upon the muscular form of a male and she immetiately recognized him. Acere. sultry, hypnotic tones greeted and she dipped her regalia in a small courtesy, lesseing her graceful pace before she came to a halt three tails away from him and his energetic companions.



hear ye' , hear ye'


Flowers in Chania

Warning: this is a mature themed character.
She has a 20" caracal by the name of Alphonse. It shall be presumed that he is with her all the time unless stated otherwise.
Ithuriels, Hannibal and her pups are allowed to crash her threads regardless of the tag!

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