Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

@bid.my.blood.to.run@
IP: 108.69.203.21

Pale blue eyes blinked open as Fang felt the warmth of Torment leave his side. He yawned lightly, then looked outside the the sky which was just beginning to darken. Why so early? he wondered, but figured that he might as well join her outside. After they had gotten back together he hadn't left the white fey's side, and perhaps his protectiveness might annoy her, but Death's Fang didn't want to loose Torment after all they had been through. The white-bellied brute came out of the den, narrowing his eyes slightly. The sun was still out slightly and it wasn't completely dark, though it wouldn't hurt them if the sun wasn't directly shining down. But since Fang hadn't seen the sun in such a long time, the brightness of ever the sunset was blinding.

"Good evening, love." Fang said tiredly, ambling over to sit by Torment and pressing his nose briefly into her neck fur affectionately. The brute pulled back, then looked at her with his slitted blue eyes. He bit back a yawn, by now he was starting to wake up but being nocturnal he wasn't used to being up this early. Since the change his eyes worked much like a cat's- taking in as much light as possible to be able to see clearly in the nighttime.

Fang flicked his ears, and blinked, turning his gaze down towards the water.

(sorry for the crappiness of this -.-)

Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Link Name:
Link URL:
Image URL:
Check this box if you want to be notified via email when someone replies to your post.





Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->