When the price is right...
11-19-2013, 04:37 PM
The alabaster princess strode effortlessly across the roots of the mangrove, having heard the summoning to the borders by an unknown wolf. Powerful, lithe muscles rippled a strong undertow beneath the river of her thick, luscious ivory pelt. Her broad paws struck the thick bark covering the roots without problem, and soon she reached the borders. The stranger was female, with an ebony pelt, and eyes of fire. How intriguing, not many wolves had eyes like that. She stepped from the shadows, appearing almost to fade from them like a ghost. A ghost she was, her face veiled in it's usual emotionless expression as her liquid mercury orbs took in the newcomer. Her feminine hips swayed sensually, her long banner sweeping across her tall heels like a fluffy pendulum, twin raven's feathers dancing erratically. Ebony lips would part to reveal formidable pearl razors, and out would flow her ethereal tones. "I am Aurora, Gravita of Ludicael. What business brings you to our borders?" She asked calmly, whisper quiet, silky tones only marred by her faint Russian accent. She showed no signs of aggression, instead holding her deceptively delicate cranium high, displaying her full height and power to the woman, simply to advertise that she was no mere weakling. From the shadows above, only if one looked could be spotted the icy rose's companion, if only by her glowing optics, currently a bright shade of green. The petite obsidian feline was perched on the branches of one of the many massive trees within the mangrove, watching, waiting. So too would the beautiful woman, her moonstone orbs resting upon the strange she wolf. Corvusi Speech Aurora Speech Others |