One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
04-21-2019, 09:15 AM
The succubus stumbled through the meadow, all about her it was cast a pinkish orange hue. The small river that passed through flowed free it was striped in bands of red and black that rippled in the spring wind. Above her the sky was ablaze with fiery colours, only broken by long trails of cloud, but for all it's brilliant flame the air remained frigid with a hint of more rain to come. The sun, now a sallow shadow of it's daytime self, had sunk low to the hills and was semi-eclipsed. She wrapped her tail around herself and trudged onward, each calculated step bringing her closer to the place she promised to meet Toth the other night. As cold and dark as it was now, it would be nothing as compared to the blackness to come. The moon had waned to almost nothing this past month and a partial view of the stars would be no help at all. The joy she felt that time through her bones was not something she had imagine, it has been genuine , something shared between the two of them like shivers before warmth took over them. She felt a connection that she had not felt in a long time and for that alone she was willing to try and allow them time to bond and further learn to understand each other and brother and sister. Her pace lessened before the babeleaned her regalia backward to release a thunderous, heartbreaking howl that called forth for Toth; she allowed herself to come to a halt within the clearing they had first meet and wait for the boy to make his presence know as a devilish smirk tugged at her lips. |
