PAINT THE STREETS RED
07-24-2014, 02:33 PM
skype for q's ~
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? and there is no greater pleasure than that of battle; the metallic aroma of BLOOD a tyrant?s aphrodisiac and stimulant as her incisors indulge in the taste of her sibling?s flesh, carving moderate puncture wounds into nephele?s upper right-sided neck { as targeted }. her lower chest cavity successfully impacts the dove?s left shoulder; however, such an action does little to shake her sister?s balance as the girl pushes back into the lower portion of artemis? center chest, reinstating equilibrium among the two elysius warmongers. as her right forelimb hooks around nephele?s left front ankle, the girl finally stumbles, forcing the elysium tyrant to relinquish her grip upon her sibling?s neck as her right forepaw implants itself upon the earth?s surface once more, restoring her balance upon four grounded limbs as opposed to three. while her balance is reestablished, the phantom queen takes it upon herself to ensure the remainder of her defenses are left in tact: abdomen tensing to tighten her core as her ears sew against the contours of her crown, mismatched gaze narrowed to violent slits, and hackles raised along the length of her spine. skull is lowered defensively over her breast and her tail lashes straight outward from her hips in perfect alignment with the remainder of her spinal cord, shoulders rolling forward and neck scrunching to encumber the front and sides of her neck in a protective layer of excess flesh and fat. limbs spread equidistant apart and bend slightly at the joints to lower her center of gravity, weight distributing evenly among all four grounded appendages as her toes spread and nails grapple the earth to ensure traction. jaws fall slack and blackened lips peel back to unsheathe tinged incisors, mandible tucking tightly against the curvature of her neck. as her sister regains her balance and yet again pushes forward, artemis is left with another light bruise upon the rightmost portion of her lower chest { as the phantom is still positioned at a forty-five degree angle from her sister?s left shoulder }, damage minimal again due to the close proximity between she and the dove. through narrowed eyes, the tyrant observes as her sibling?s ravenous jaws lunge towards her right shoulder, and she moves in an attempt to counter the attack. her own targeted right shoulder blade drops in an attempt to align itself with nephele?s splayed jaws, intending to shunt forward with brute force against the front of the dove?s lower jaw in hopes of impeding nephele?s bite and hoping, also, to cause moderate bruising along the jaw. simultaneously, her own gluttonous jaws yet again attempt to angle themselves down and towards her own right in hopes of aligning themselves with nephele?s right-sided face -- upper jaw intending to latch just above nephele?s right brow while her lower jaw seeks to hook into the right-most portion of nephele?s right cheek, hoping to carve moderate lacerations into her sister?s otherwise U N T O U C H E D flesh. for TASK TWO of THREE |
Current time: 11-23-2024, 12:21 PM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
