Post by MyLove xXx MyGun on Nov 4, 2006 19:55:39 GMT -5
The ebonite brute galloped into the terrain. Whips and tassles flew out behind him. Daggers struck the sand, causing it to stream out all around him. He reached his mountain and jumped up the steps. The branches and bushes tickled his fetlocks and legs as he propelled himself through the air, landing smoothly and taking off again. Upon reaching the top he turned and looked all around him. He dipped his crania down and took a few sips from the darkened pool that adourned the top. Lifting his dripping maw from the pool, he trotted to the edge of the cliff.
Throwing his mass upon muscled quarters, he screamed his announcement of claimence. He landed again and jumped down the steps. To find a banshee was his quest now. The perfect vix to rule beside him and help him rule this land of darkness. He had standards of course. She musn't carry white 'pon her carcass.
Hells Beckoning
Throwing his mass upon muscled quarters, he screamed his announcement of claimence. He landed again and jumped down the steps. To find a banshee was his quest now. The perfect vix to rule beside him and help him rule this land of darkness. He had standards of course. She musn't carry white 'pon her carcass.