RAGNAROK AND ROLL

Today, February 22nd, 2014, was the day the Vikings predicted to be Ragnarok. So, in being my awesome self, I decided to make this thread. And yes, I am aware there is a comic book involving a rock star Loki with the same title. Of course I am.

The blazing sun was tempered by the heavy cloud cover in the skies, but the ebony bitch had found herself wandering into the range of an immense volcano, where it was hot whether it was winter or summer. Broad paws struck the rocky terra with near to no sound, save for the raspy clatter of sharp pebbles tumbling down the mountainside. The masked femme was quite bored, she was in need of someone to talk to, or something to do. The phantom swish of her tail across her heels went ignored as always, because she was aloof to the fact that wolves were meant to have tails, and a wolf without one is never going to be the same as one with a tail. Mismatched optics of fire and ice glinted in the low light as she stepped silently through the shadows of a group of boulders lodged into the mountainside. The soldier could easily be taken as frightening, with her fangs poking out naturally from beneath her upper lip, her emotionless expression as she wandered, and the rippling muscles beneath her thick obsidian pelt. Long legs would carry her easily up the mountainside, towards the mouth at the top of the volcano, where a glittering mist of heated illusions captured the beastly lady's attention. Soon she stood at the lip of the volcano, looking into the miasma of lava boiling hundreds of feet below and begging to be expelled in a violent spewing of fiery death. Her one eye, her right eye, nearly mirrored the pool below, except it held more crimson tinges. Pale silvery mask caught the faint light created by the pool, and seemed brighter against her jet fur. Turning about, she returned to the mountainside to let her frame cool itself. Long legs would be folded as she laid herself down, the giantess laying in the shade of aforementioned boulders and waited for whatever would be thrown at her now. "Talk" "You" Think SOLDIERS FOLLOW MY LEAD, REPEAT AFTER ME -PLATINUM- HOLY DEEP FRIED POTATOES THANK YOU FOXXY!!