Waves of shock ripple thru her existence here. Met with hatred and boiling blood. She laughs at their efforts. Like she cared what they thought of her. Sylvian scum, she cackles at the label. One could not be judged for where they called home. Though she could be judged for throwing a child to their deaths. She didn't blame the red stallion thoughts of her. Perhaps she deserved it.
Her other form traveled easily into the kingdom. Leaving the two creatures in their hatred. They may follow. Trying to keep her from their lands. Let them try, she thinks. Her wings carry her small body to the volcanic cliffs rising against the azure skies. Finding a crevice to shimmy into until the dark of night cloaks the kingdom...
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A blanket of twilight begins to cover the islands. What remained of the day was scarce along the horizon. The luminous moonlight cast down onto the lands creating enough light for creatures to stir. She looks out across the kingdom, switching her vision to seek out heat signatures. Crawling from her crevice and above a rocky ledge. Mousy colored wings grip onto the pumice like rocks. Content to watch from her perch high above the mainland her ears twitch rapidly at every muffled noise.
The last she knew Dahmer had sported a pair of black wings. Figuring she might find him patrolling the skies her eyes looked out across the open atmosphere. She had so graciously given him a tour of her home so she figured he would oblige to giving her the same courtesy...
"Come out, come out wherever you are Dahmer," she whispers into the breeze. A curl forming at the corner of her lips.
Her other form traveled easily into the kingdom. Leaving the two creatures in their hatred. They may follow. Trying to keep her from their lands. Let them try, she thinks. Her wings carry her small body to the volcanic cliffs rising against the azure skies. Finding a crevice to shimmy into until the dark of night cloaks the kingdom...
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A blanket of twilight begins to cover the islands. What remained of the day was scarce along the horizon. The luminous moonlight cast down onto the lands creating enough light for creatures to stir. She looks out across the kingdom, switching her vision to seek out heat signatures. Crawling from her crevice and above a rocky ledge. Mousy colored wings grip onto the pumice like rocks. Content to watch from her perch high above the mainland her ears twitch rapidly at every muffled noise.
The last she knew Dahmer had sported a pair of black wings. Figuring she might find him patrolling the skies her eyes looked out across the open atmosphere. She had so graciously given him a tour of her home so she figured he would oblige to giving her the same courtesy...
"Come out, come out wherever you are Dahmer," she whispers into the breeze. A curl forming at the corner of her lips.
Karaugh
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