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Posted on March 4, 2012 at 00:04:54 AM by Tick Tock

The minx was standing still inhaling and exhaling slowly. Courant’s stone was glowing against her dark ear. The ghastly minx was standing before a slow waterfall pool. The currants she was pulling back and forth and swirling it around. Courant’s power of water felt different. Paudan’s fire she could just think and flames would appear the way she wanted them to. However, she had to think and will the water to move back and forth. It was different and she was trying to get used to this new technique. Her thoughts were cloudy and churning quickly just like the currants she was creating. What could she do with the Valkyries. They were to go against Scythia. Her Senate was busy, but her Army…they were silent. She pawed the ground some with her scythe absent mindedly. What to do what to do what to do. She snorted roughly when she caught two familiar scents. She raised her head and turned it to the side seeing the moody minx approaching her way. Her nostrils flared when she caught the scent of male, the same male that witnessed her attack from Paudan.

Dark cold eyes narrowed as she watched the creature come closer to her. She moved her head back in the direction of the pool from the waterfall. The bright blue waters seemed to glow a silver light in the moonlight as it peaked through the tight canopy of the Jungle. Her ears twitched forward as she looked at her distorted reflection in the pool. A heavy sigh escaped her maw. She raised her crown, as she did popping noises came from her neck and shoulders. She growled softly her voice cold. She wasn’t angry with Verily…could the minx tell that?

“I wondered where you have been Verily. I have missed your presence. I enjoy having someone at my side that enjoys the battlefield.”

She turned her head towards Verily and there was a glint in those dark cold eyes. A cold spark of fire could be seen. They say that the eye is the window to the soul. This ghastly creature loved the battlefield. Her dark torn up hide showed proof of all the different fights she had been in, and won. Her short chopped tail lashed from behind her hock. The lust to fight…she had it, but because of Paudan…

“Verily, do you know why the Jungle was brought back? Do you know why I have these lovely fire wounds? Would you like to know what I have in mind for the Army? I need your help…the Sisters need your help Verily…”

The M O N S T E R controls the Valkyries| Belongs to the Sisterhood| | Follows Paduan: Fire Level IV Spirit of Paduan||Follows Brighton: Earth Level IV||Follows Galadriel: Level IV| |Follows Courant: Level II |

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the empty souls and the maverick fakers - By VERILY March 6, 2012 at 04:51:25 PM
honesty and truth hurts sometimes - By Tick Tock March 8, 2012 at 02:06:06 AM

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Lonely from their years of humidity and quiet as the trees they came from ;;

Anacondas

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Hollow Fangs

The Viper Pit

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