10-11-2015, 10:59 PM
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She paced restlessly in the dark, wearing a trail down in the mountain with her steps. The world was still cast into darkness with no hope of ever seeing light again. The prey was all but done, either dead or having fled. Anxiety ate away at her mind, fraying the threads of control and poise. Without warning, jaws would toss back, her voice filling the air as she beckoned her brother. She needed him in this moment. As soon as her demand ended, she would resume her pacing, wings flared in a defensive and troubled stance. Feathers stood on end, giving her a slightly larger appearance. Talons scarped against stone, breaking the silence. Wind howled around her, snow sticking to her pelt and the cold biting into her flesh. Something needed to happen. The gods were angered for unknown reasons.
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@Indian
She paced restlessly in the dark, wearing a trail down in the mountain with her steps. The world was still cast into darkness with no hope of ever seeing light again. The prey was all but done, either dead or having fled. Anxiety ate away at her mind, fraying the threads of control and poise. Without warning, jaws would toss back, her voice filling the air as she beckoned her brother. She needed him in this moment. As soon as her demand ended, she would resume her pacing, wings flared in a defensive and troubled stance. Feathers stood on end, giving her a slightly larger appearance. Talons scarped against stone, breaking the silence. Wind howled around her, snow sticking to her pelt and the cold biting into her flesh. Something needed to happen. The gods were angered for unknown reasons.
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@Indian