TONIGHT WE OWN THE NIGHT ❄️
06-20-2014, 09:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-20-2014, 09:35 PM by Impra.)
Winter perhaps was the one season the albino tempest could dare to travel to the hotter lands of Alacritia, and she had found herself in a dry desert, cold embracing her framework in the still night. All about her, slopes of sand would rise and fall, up and down... Rubies would gaze about the gorgeous landscape, before falling upon a mirage, a wondrous oasis of vivid greenery. Curiosity only could bring her figure closer and closer, before coral pads met cool grass. About the circular arena, sporadically grew tall palms, though none were to be seen for many more miles. The origin of the structure did not matter to the champagne pelted tempest, rubies settling on the shallow pool of water at the center, coral pads allured to it's cool and refreshing healing aura. All about her, the water seemed to embrace her presence. Coral pads met the cool liquid's surface, before her crown would lower to allow her nose to just barely tap the surface, coral lips parting, her tongue lapping gently at the water, ripples disturbing the otherwise calm surface, full of the reflection of the full and fat moon, amongst the millions of stars. This night, would be the one the albino vixen would be fully content with herself, relaxed and free of any desires or company, should no wolf appear, but another would be in her presence soon, her periphery told her so... |