Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
The Beautiful, The Unbroken, The Free, The Unspoken IP: 148.66.150.226 Posted on January 5, 2012 at 06:20:03 AM by Ziiyannah
OOC: Mind if I cut in? I'll bring two of my characters :)I hope my template for Kitty getsdone soon! :)
Kitsaiyannah padded up alongside Sarion, both of the wolves were massive with their masculine frames. Sarion's low thunderous voice rumbled out as he smiled. "She's back at the river, some stupid brute was commenting on her size and she got offended, but she wouldn't let me turn him into a chewtoy." The beautiful yet masculine purebred bloodred female smiled, making her look extremly young and beautiful.
They sat not far from the others, not realizing they were there as they were absorbed in conversation. "Oh, Sarion. You always are a bit overprotective of Sianomali." "And Daemon isn't overprotective of you?" The smile faded from her lips as sunlight swept her form, turning her a dazzling silver.
"Daemon hasn't been around for a while. If I didn't know better I'd say he had joined the other guys." Sarion shook his head slowly, then froze. His jet black fur shone in the light, along with his white paws, tail-tip, and ear-tips. His black eyes were cold and soulless as he gazed upon the two, and Kitsaiyannah followed his eyes. Sarion was abnormally large for a wolf, and Kitsaiyannah was only a little bit smaller than him. Her form was not large, simply lanky, but it wasn't delicate either. Kind of mid-point.
Her pale blue eyes gave away nothing of her blindness, and she nodded once in friendly greeting. "I apologize for our intrusion... I am Kitsaiyannah, this is my dear friend Sarion." Sarion nodded once as she had, eyes on the brute before him. His gaze did not waver, and his body could have been made of stone for all it moved.
Kitsaiyannah's angelic voice rang out in a soft laugh, which was like music as it rained down and settled over the terra. "Sarion. Save your overprotectiveness for your twin. I can handle myself." "You cannot s--" She cut him off with a snapping of her jaws, and a glare. "Watch your errant tongue, Sarion. That little piece of info is one they do not need to know."