i'm not sure if this would be considered a mature thread, but it is suggestive.

one. the night was still, crickets had fallen silent. two. the trees had even seemed to still - everything around the finnvi shellshocked. three steps, all a slow and deliberate show of prowess. he knew who he was. he knew the power he held. he also knew he had to prove it to the leeches of this new district. proud and eloquent, the moon played wonders over his silken threads - seemingly portraying them in a gentle wave as if they were of liquid state. in and out of the shadows, he knew by the stale stench of urine that an army of great conglomeration was stationed here. he wanted a name for himself. one that he had created. one that children cringed at and one that brought grown men weeping to their knees. one that he deserved. a movement to the left brought a piercing, expecting marble gaze to meet the terrified face of a quivering hare. not who he'd expected. thin lips pried open in a sneer of distaste as he curved his frame into a lazy 'c' and slithered toward the next host of pine needles. how far did one have to travel before he was noticed? must he be tempted to infiltrate the entire group? shoulders rolled as he circled the elder tree, needles and hairs intertwining dangerously. the inverted iridescence of his eyes disappeared as they fluttered shut, longing for the prickling needles to be the warm, supple touch of another. of his sister, clawing and gaping helplessly. of his mother, writhing beneath him. his breathing deepened, his mind lost between those hazy nights.

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!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself

Something stirred, lustrous in its inaudible abilities, however wounded in its stench; the haunting aroma of a trespasser scrabbling the youth?s nostrils with sharpened claws, body raising from snow-dusted haunches as an immediate retaliation. Something seemed ominous, wolves had betrayed the policy of the boundaries before, but none seemed all too fussed on staying low, keeping quiet; this beast on the other hand, was fragranced far too close for placate, and had made no efforts to reverberate his demoralizing continuation. Perhaps Syrinx would be needed; but first, she would evaluate the threatening affairs, youthful chassis gliding effortlessly over the snow-bound ?scape as the novel queen loped, covertness not a priority.

He were barely detectable against the spray of pines, monochrome in shade, a pocket-sized scrap of unwelcomed tarnish against the banshee?s kingdom; stalking, creeping, his stench that of rotting rogue as he foolishly progressed. Something seemed sour, sinister, wounded about his presence. An eerie air would cling to his night-born existence as if he were one of its own, and Eos would discontinue; arresting a protected, though however imposing expanse from the creature, sinew beginning to tremble with would-be-adrenaline; russet pelt illuminated into false silvers by a spray-break in the haze. ?Cease, interloper- before your intentions are assumed and proceedings devour your irrational existence,? voice would loop forward in brittle admonition, acidic as salmon tongue would lash irately against ebony lips, a barely audible snarl curling silver jowls in a raw display of dominance uphold.

conifer needles pricked and prodded at the taut skin of the man, leading shivers through his precarious veins. strenuous muscles flexed, remembering the struggle of his past conquests. marbled pools of inverted color indolently opened to a ghost of christmas past. but the woman spoke with clear vindication, no hint of teasing jest left. this was not his sister. as the threat only someone a cut above could deliver settled and brought his attention to present, a mock gasp flitted off the portentous jester's lips. "you mean to say that the salbei forswore about a tempting siren needing rescue?" abstemious frame leaned away from the spiny tree and toward the wench, medially masked mug screwing into a look of skeptical disbelief. "you're sure you haven't seen any tar-spitting nykr hiding under those h?bsche kleine zehen of yours?" bemused spectacles slipped a glance at her digits before a toothy simper split across his ghastly maw and he sought out her reaction.

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!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself

He would fizz beneath his skin, a demon stretching and writhing beneath decaying flesh as a mock gasp would flash free of ebony lips; his awkward reaction would encourage the youth to tense even more so, sinew coiling beneath auburn leather as slimmed visionaries would hug the contours of his off-putting face. Barely recognizable lyrics would tarnish the atmosphere, leaving the impatient queen in a heated fluster of mental quarrel, her fortitude for the characters discomfited ways beginning to waver on fine threads. ?Your foolish tongue strays from my understanding, however the only fiend needing rescue in these lands will be you. What have you come for?? lyrics would shudder free of dainty jaws, towers flickering against the tapered surface of feminine skull. Confidence and pride had long since coiled the blue-print of her psyche; however something about the haunting ghoul had managed to waver her spirits.

nefarious veins buzzed with self delectation and nothing more, the dishonorable jester nearly bouncing in place. though as accomplished as he felt letting his scintillating spectacles wash over the child's baffled visage, he had to extract some kind of information from this encounter. his tailor-fit suit of silver danced in the teasing moonlight as he stepped back and to the left, allowing the young woman some room. he could sense her patience drawing slim, and having to tear into her taut little figure just wouldn't be as delightful as toying with her.

a taunting scoff fell from insidious lips which pulled his cadaverous maw into near nonexistence, showing only the stained tools of a well-practiced carnivore. "myyyy!" he drew back his carefully chiseled chin, tucking it slightly to the right and toward his sinewy neck. "frigga certainly forgot to grace you, didn't she?" his deviously amiable cast wavered only slightly before he lowered to a nonchalant sit, left leg kicked out. perhaps he was too confident? "nevertheless," no, you could never be too confident. "you seem to hold some l?g here, no matter how silly it seems." an exaggerated exhale slipped from loose jaws before a lacy crown cocked in curiosity and extended toward the lady on an awkwardly lengthy neck. "tell me my dear, you are the head of a st?rmer, yes? a, how you say... group?"



note: frigga is the norse goddess of knowledge and wisdom

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!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself