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03-31-2013, 04:40 PM
It did not take long for someone to find him in the deep brush of gloomy forest. The man could only breath silent happiness that the girl was no member of any packs. Her scent was noted even before her voice hit the air. It was musky, but delicate. Above all, it was untainted by the residual stench of pack life. Not to sound cliche... but why so serious? The silver leviathan turned his head in the general direction of the sound, but did not seem to have been taken off guard by the words. His eyes burned like smouldering embers in the gloom of the forest that surrounded them. The colossus stopped his movement forward and halted to watch the woman that had appeared. Black lips pulled his handsome features into a striking smile, the surrounding light bringing attention to his neat row of teeth. He beheld the dual-toned girl, only briefly reminded of someone he used to know, but he cast the idea aside. The woman that haunted his nightmares was a queen long dead, and left un-mourned. This rogue was a no one to him, her face was as unfamiliar as the forest he tread. And who's to say I'm quite as serious as you believe? Perhaps I'm the court jester, just searching for his next gig? But from the man's features it was clear that he was no court jester, not even a bard. Scars laced intricate weaves beneath the tumultuous waves of silver. His broad features were those of a soldier, and his thick muscles betrayed it entirely. |
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