GLACIEM & AMENTI
10-10-2013, 01:42 AM
Jet |
The shadow walked the frozen lands of the ice kingdom, colors swirling and heaving over the land as he made his way to his new kings call. Since he came to the lands of Glaciem and met with the king, he found that the man was indeed worth serving. Only until the devil himself was able to begin his own pack, and when that happened then he would propose an alliance with the ghostly beast and they would rule Alacritis and strike fear into the hearts of all who dared make an enemy of them. Jet was an ambitious one, but not enough to think about overthrowing the king to steal his pack. Even though he was a liar and a cheater, Jet still had some type of honor in his own way. He was a foul creature, a killer, a murderer, and he was in no way sorry for anything he ever did. He did all those things and more without remorse and without a second thought. Ruthless was he, and a dirty fighter. Silver toned paws would stop in the blood stained snow, aqua blue gaze staring up at his new king. He had no fear, he was never afraid of anything. If a war was to ensue, he would fight with everything he had and strike his opponent down. He stared up at the pallid beast, black mask hiding his eyes as they appeared to be nothing more then glittering blue slits in the darkness, the silver of his pelt glowing as he stood there with a purpose. He would prove his place here, rise up the ranks, attain followers, and begin his own kingdom and ally with the great king before him. Until that happened, he would follow obediently. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |