HELLS ANGELS
12-04-2013, 10:15 PM
Warmth would break the blanketed chill across the earth as the sun began to rise above the horizon. It was early morning, and he didn't doubt that his ladies were spread throughout his territory sound asleep. He didn't mind their distances, because he knew that when he called, they would hastily come. if not, they would die, and he was damn sure that threat was drilled deep into their brains. this was the mafia, and he was going to bring them down. Body would rise from his laying position, muscles tensing beneath ebony silk as he stood at his full height. His head would be held high, and with parted jaws he would release a thunderous roar for all his accomplices to hear. He would then flawlessly jump down from his blind in he trees, paws kissing the earth with complete silence. A smirk would pull at the corners of his lips as his plans played out in his head. Today his slaves would complete mission number one: grab him two test subjects, and bring him someone specific. With his head held high he would set his gaze on the forestry before him, eyes narrowing as he waited for them to come. They better come.
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