Hit The Ground like Thunder
12-13-2013, 03:36 PM
Soft paws of royalty soiled the land moving forward at a slow rate. Obviously within the confines of his empty heart cavity, did he pay no mind to the cold. Snow falling from the sky, landing to add more to the blanket that had coated itself across the ground in such a matter. He watched his own cloud of breath move out of his body, unneeded, disgusting, reality was disgusting. The dead that walked the earth, he could feel that he was dead, a corpse walking among the living so they would never understand how he felt in this dead body. Royalty that had been forged in the fire of his sister's rage and own desperation for blood. Throwing herself to ruin the life of a royal family, and killing those who opposed her all the same. She had killed him, torn out his heart so that it was no longer there. The oddly gray male swung side to side in a rhythmic pattern, tail swinging back and forth as he stopped to look back at his prints that weaved in and out of the tree's. Orange-yellow eyes scanned across the tree's the terrain as he spotted a living one. He could feel her, or scent her at least as his ears perked forward towards the woman who belonged to one of the packs nearby, he already knew so much about them He did not want to approach the living, they wouldn't understand. His numb body moved anyway, towards her curiously in that sense where he could not resist the movements. His head lowered, ears pinned back half way, still out however so he could hear. He was showing signs of curiosity like a pup, but still however dead he was, this was how he got information across. Nearly mute to the core, if not speaking his own native language his actions spoke louder. However royal he may have been, his dominance could not just be thrown about to the living whom he would never be able to understand. Soft paws making prints in the snow as he stopped a few feet away from the white woman. A soft rumble, next to a purr, starting in his throat of fascination, and in no way was it aggressive. Though last time he made this noise, a rather rambunctious queen cougar thought it was a challenge. Hopefully a living canine would understand better, to the none threatening sign of his purr. However still carrying himself in a high stature, orange-yellow eyes showing no expression of emotion starring into her. Speech, |
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