D a K u r l z z
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I have no fucking clue where I'm headed right now. All i know is that I'm walking. This place that I'm coming up to is creepy, or would be if I was a pussy, but also kind of pretty, ya know if I was all sappy and shit. I weave my way through the abundance of tree trunks. My smokey cranium lifts as birds scream and screech above me. It's an eerie place, really eerie... I love it. There's the blut stench of death that hits me like a punch in face. I could get used to this place real fast. I think with a smile that looks more like a smirk. It looks pretty fucked up thanks to my scars but its not like I care. Suddenly my nares pick up the scents of other wolves. Dominantly, a female's scent but it's mixed with other's as well. I realize that this is a pack. This could be interesting. Maybe not good, but interesting. A wicked grin crossed my face as i thought of how I would probably act. I was right on the boarder now and decided that if I was gonna die, it would be by my own paw. That said, I stopped my smokey paws right on the boarder. I was literally on top of it and trust me when I say I made no move to back away. I liked to test the limits of others, to see how much I could get away with. It amused me, as did their anger. Though a dead body laid some yards away, in plain sight and smell, I paid it no mind and did nothing to heed its warning. I decided that if they watched their boarders like they should instead of sitting on their lazy asses, I wouldn't need to howl. So I didn't 'cuz honestly, I didn't give a crap one way or another. One thing I did care about was if one attacked me. In the event that that happened, most likely proudly induced by my smart-ass self, I would kill them. No life mattered to me, not even mine. I had tried to end mine more than once. The scars on my face, at the corners of my mouth, were enough to prove two things. One, that what I said was valid. Two, that I had failed. I would give this new place a chance- you never know where you'll find hot bitches to fuck- and if it didn't work for me then I'd jump off one of those ledges at the Cliffs or find a slower, more painful way of ending it. It would be kind of fun to get other wolves to care about me first though. Maybe that was why I stopped. Maybe it was some other reason I didn't fully understand. Either way, I did and it will probably change my shitty life.
Not that I cared one way or the other, though.
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MY LEGS ARE DANGLIN' OFF THE EDGE...
Demon :: Adult :: mate :: pack
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