Rising Hell And Spitting Fire
The black night gathered against the stars like the smothering of wet velvet to naked skin—dark and decadent, wholly oppressive, choking the midnight hour, for even the moon glowered only dimly from the heavens, merely a cut of silver in the accumulated gloom. Unrest plagued the grave eve, as flies to the dead; there was the unsettling shift of small feet in the forest undergrowth, the slithering hiss of wind through the dark canopy, the low and ominous call of an owl, his round eyes glaring like coals through the trembling leaves. On this night, nothing slept, as the passing days had brought tempest rage and brutal storm, a natural and hellish uproar of earth and sky, with pain and pestilence honed on the unwary. In that land of virescent beauty lay a disc of brightest blue. Like a mirror on the wall it was oval and flat, the surface forever guarded from the winds by the crown of lush hills around. At the edge the land met and carried right on as a perfect reflection. Looking up into the sky and down into the water was just the same.
OOC: Sorry for the sucky starter, I need to hurry to work.
" words of a god"
Run, devil, run Still, silence in the middle of this desolate winter. Her arrival seemed to be announced a few days prior to her actual stepping paw on the lands that had been ravaged by a telling avalanche. Egotistical mind had worked out from a few days of exploration that the earth had trembled and the snow had dropped as a result, a perfect announcement of the destrustion the belligerant goddess was capable of, her smile had seemed never ending once she had found the distaster area. Black flag was raised over her hips as she strode through the oppressive dark toward the only reflective surface that could be seen from her vantage point on the hills. Hard, reptilian eyes zeroed in on the dark shadow of a wolf striding down to the lake below. Hackles raised on her spine in a heartbeat, and she watched the hazily familiar colors of the wolf float down the banks. Shaking her crowned head, Sekhmet descends, her paws barely seeming to touch the top crust of the snow as she made her way down. Yellow eyes were forever trained on the dark wolf as she made her way, dark tail flicking first left then right in an aggressive display. Long legs ate up the ground at a trot and she pranced sideways the closer she got to the wolf, a trait she had developed when intimidating her younger siblings into submission. Her tail waved in aggravated fashion as she clenched her jaws and flashed the blonde lopsided crown on her head, golden eyes trained on the increasingly familiar wolf. She came to a halt as she studied the other, cold and calculating eyes scanning over the wolf. A soft growl escaped as Ba'as looked over the body of her estranged sister, her emotionless gaze locking into the magnetic depths of a distinguishable combination of colors. Black nose twitched as she took in the mixed scents of male and female, and there was no longer any questions about who she had stumbled upon. Deserter, coward, left to die... Sekhmet released a deep, guttural growl at her sibling, finally recognizing Nepthys fully. "How many times...I have dreamed of seeing you again." She said the words on a cold voice, monotone and hard, but to the ones who knew her it would sound almost like relief. "Yearned for it...left us...Seth is still lost because I wanted to find you...No where." She raised her lips, revealing the pearly white weapons she hid beneath those black curtains. Oh, she wanted to lunge for her sibling's throat, to feel it between the knives of her fangs. But, it was an instinct for her to hold back when her family was in her sights. "Why here? The gods lead me to you now? You think it is a sign?" The aggression seemed to ebb, for now, a huff of crystalized air was sent forth from the dark goddess and she regarded her sister with a somewhat reluctant smile. At least she found Nepthys as she had wanted to, in the beginning, maybe they would see Seth again soon! The darker woman seemed to relax, though she wasn't sure if Nepthys would be mad enough to try fighting her. She kept herself guarded, but it was almost as though she had flipped a switch in her mind to avoid the attempted murder of her family. "Speech." Walk. Think. |
In the ancient time, lupines uses the magical symbols above the night sky for navigation her mother used to tell them. These star pattern saved a lot of lives in the old age, even some of the Moriartys. Some stars fade and some shine like a glowing light bulb. Each of them has its own unique shape, level of brightness and size. Some stars are bigger than others and showing they are the king of star. Sometimes, many stars appear at once above the dark somber sky, and they look like rice grains flowing above out into the galaxy, into the alien world and feed them, this was such a night, only the sky and stars as her witnesses. As the temptress analyzed these dust like particles after she took her gaze away from the lake, it was like they were slowly swimming above her crown, she began to raise her luxurious tail and been struck by a desire to touch them. Noise. Erect auditory system rotated towards the source of the noise before lithe reptilian bodice followed. Golden pools, measuring planets in size with their own magnetical pulla glanced over yet another hallucination, another eerie phantasm of her imagination. It was only when the charcoal demoness spoke that the temptress took a step back, her once cold and remorseleas visage now painted with a glimmer of surprise and awe. Growl. Why was she growling? Her own sister. After so long. She could not help but notice the dominance displays she performed, she remained an artist but the temptress was no longer a cub that was easily indimidated by her sister, life chiseled her in iron and pain; luxurious tail curved over her spine elegantly, they were equal now and she proved so by emitting a low, guttural growl from the back of her throat. " Sekhmet," she cooed, venemous words spoke with a kindness unlile her, " You are here, right? " she qurstioned, dainity paws approching closer, intimately " This is not another hallucination?"
OOC: I love it! I LOVE IT!!!
" words of a god"
Run, devil, run Memories were funny things, some were clouded by hate, others by an intense love. They had both grown, almost even with their builds and weight, though Sekhmet would forever be the heavier of the two. With a flick of her black tail, the darker woman grinned as her sister growled back, showing just how much she had grown. "I am really here, Nepthys. Your mind is not playing tricks." Though her voice remained cold, she knew Nepthys would understand there was love in the tones. As if to prove her claims, the heavier female moved to her lost sister and didn't hesitate to close the distance between them fully. Curling her neck around the multihued shoulders of Nepthys, Sekhmet embraced her. She had only gone off to calm down, but when Ba'as returned to the scene of their reckoning, she had found nothing. Both her brother and sister had left her. Still, she could not deny that she had missed her siblings, after all, she loved all of her family dearly. Should have stayed with them, I am the oldest. Last mistake I will ever make. Smiling almost sadly, Sekhmet squeezed her sister and stepped back. One obsidian paw raised and stretched out in a spoiled move that was very youthful coming from Sekhmet. "I have missed you, little sister." She seemed happy, even if she didn't fully show it. OOC: Soooo, sooo sorry this one sucks lol. I didn't imagine her with emotion, so it's a bit awkward lol "Speech." Walk. Think. |