At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
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Posted on March 6, 2012 at 04:54:28 AM by Rhundus
 Her first reaction was a scan up and down, as if she were trying to figure out what sort of creature he was. Was he an elk? Nope. Was he a squirrel? Sorry. Was he an eagle? Wrong. Well, he couldn’t possibly be a wolf, could he? No, impossible. Still, the femme was quickly to her paws, haunches still making contact with the ground. Awww, was he really that scary? Rhundus let a mini pout flash on his face. Sure, he could be a total ass when he wanted to, but his sarcasm really only came in bursts, like the morning frost or an afternoon rainstorm. Anyway, this ebon and ivory fae decided to give him an entire speech, her words droning on and on in her silver auds, causing them to flick back in irritation. Oh, he meant nothing to her? Wonderful. Still, where di d that sudden burst of retribution come from? Ah, who cares. She returned his snarl with a pretty little one of her own, although it wasn’t long lived and he honestly had no idea why. Rhundus could’ve created a witty comeback to her first bout of lyrics, made her wallow in it, see the look on her face. But instead he decided to stay silence, a sinful look of joyful sarcasm, sadistic ignorance, as if he felt sorry for her for having to be born the terrible way she was. Then she was back on her belly, skull resting on paws as if this were Sunday morning tea, her glare met with his cocky smirk. And then he couldn’t tell if it was him or some other factor that made her look away. Finally, silence, and Rhundus soaked in every sugary drop of it. Maybe she would just sulk in her obvious awesomeness and leave him be. Wouldn’t that be wonderful? But no, as fate would have it she had to turn and begin talking to him again, her lyrics a hard growl, although there was something strange in the roots of her pools that Rhundus couldn’t quite make out, as if she were feeling some strange emotion for the first time. The ashen brute had to hold in a snort. At that exact same moment she, what had she called herself, Renesmee? Anyway, at that exact same moment she muttered something about being called a little bitch and he really did snort, the humor in it one of the few types he actually cared to laugh at. His azure portals closed tight and his muzzle wrinkled up in a silent laugh, the sort you display when laughing just doesn’t seem right. Great advise, he’d have to take her up on that. But then she was looking at him expectantly, and it took the hessian a second to realize that the femora had just demanded his title. Yeah, that’s right, demanded. Well, what if he didn’t feel like giving it to her? He hadn’t come to this place to socialize after all, little bitch Rene should at least take in to account his feelings. The boy chuckled at his own stupid immaturity, knowing how absurd his thoughts were, and realizing they were only for sarcastic laughs. Opening his jowls, he let the thick, smooth tone flow out. “I’m sorry your Highness, but I don’t quite like your attitude.” He raised an eyebrow, amused grin on his face. “And honestly, I didn’t wander into your little royal court here to grovel at your lovely little paws. Maybe if you were to ask with a little more effort in the kindness department? Here, try to say it. ‘Oh strong and handsome brute, who is obviously far better than me in every way, could I be so humble as to ask for your title?’” Sure, it was one of the harshest songs he had sung in a long, long time, but somehow he felt this fae was the perfect one for it to be released upon. He wasn’t saying he was perfect or anything, it was just nice to see some high and mighty bitch humbled every once in a while. The vampire chuckled to himself at his words, knowing very well that it could get him into deep trouble but not caring all that much, a devious sparkle in his spheres. [OOC: Darn, tis kinda short... sorry about that, hopefully you have enough to go off of. I swear I'll write more next post, its still kinda the beginning so theres not much to say. And I apologize for him being a jack@ss, I really do. xD] Demon | Adult | Munashii Gekko | Rankless | Loveless M i m i |
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