ardent

I won't let The Boogeyman come;

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06-03-2022, 06:30 PM
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Countin' bodies like sheep;
To the rhythm of the war drums!

Thunder rolled in the distance, lightning flashed to briefly illuminate the sky in strobing streaks that screamed danger, waves crashed and rose within the tempest swallowing a mostly white figure around before spitting it back out again. Amidst the chaos she swam diligently toward the shore, jade and amethyst colored eyes glued to the white ice sheets that meant she could be out of the water and on to drying off. Powerful strokes of her gloved forelimbs and booted hindquarters carried a new threat to the shores of Boreas' vast north, and when she dragged her giant frame from the dark, icy waters and onto the ice, it cracked a small bit and groaned. A low rumble left the dark goddess's throat, so deep it could be felt vibrating the ice, her mismatched gaze drinking in every detail of where she had finally made landfall. A massive dark shape on the horizon caught her gaze and with a hefty shake of her plush, cold-adapted fur to rid herself of water, the crazed heathen made her way toward the hulking behemoth as a moth is drawn to flame.

Eyes that regarded the world with a cold, hateful glare made sure to stay peeled for anything edible. It had been a very long swim across the ocean, her stomach made a sound that resembled the growlings of a polar bear, the beastly woman was ravenously hungry; near starving. It mattered not to her if she got seal, bear, or even wolf - though only one of those was preferred over all others. The behemoth on the horizon slowly began to take shape as she grew closer to her destination, gemstone eyes sparkling at the dark, cold metal belly of the beast. It took her long strides and twenty minutes to make it all the way around to an access point in the metal. The devil immediately loved the darkness that enveloped her, soothing her like a mother's embrace, the inside of the ship was a blessing to her ears and a relieved sigh was released in crystalline fashion. Frozen though the north may be, cold and seemingly devoid of life if the oppressive silence of the ship was anything to go by, the dark goddess found it to be much like her home. Settling in the farthest room she could get to, the demon waited to see if anything would show up for dinner. A few rats got snapped up, but the monster needed something...bigger.

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