Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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Gimme that which I desire-
IP: 69.23.101.100

And I don't need no dogtag my name is on my back


A little scissor happy little miss misunderstood

Burn my fuckin' pain


I am in the mood for playing about today. The taste of blood, is what the monster within craved today, the thrill of the kill, oh how the images teased me. I can already taste it dripping from my jaws, oh how badly I wanted it. I just had to wait for the right prey and that's when I can have my chance. If it's hardly a game, then it's salughter. They would die too quickly and I just cannot find any fun with that. Oh the price I pay for being intellient and endowed with the best of a killer's instincts. Today is my chance, and it's all that is on my mind.

My liquid silver coat shines as brightly as it ever does in the light that cascades around me. It's the perfect of dark silvers and only interrupted by my black facial mask, that's edged in russet like bloodied knives, and my black edged ears that flick to capture every sound. The black also travels the length of my spine in a thin dorsal stripe, tipped around it's edges by a fiery russet. My deep glacial eyes, sheened over by deep gold caught movement nearby. I released my coiled muscles to move after the figure and then what I saw simply drew my interest. My silvery fur bristled in the slightest degree as my assassin intellect clicked through varous methods on how to react to this. My lips parted to let a soft sigh escape as I saw that besides the wolves, there was prey. Perfect. I can catch a good meal and keep an eye on strangers. My lips curled up to revela my thirsting fangs and I pounce and trap one of the prey that is left, keeping it trapped beneath my paws as I look around.

I can see some looking and it draws a smirk over my lips. Somebody who's thinking they can tame me I'm guessing? I deal the killing blow as fluid as I have been trained to and lift my head from my slain prey. Tongu lashes around my muzzle to remove any and all traces of the creature's blood. I had missed the taste for quite ome time and yet I have more standards than just devouring the thing in public. I raise my head to scan the area once more, hoping to find somebody who might catch my interest. I brought the prey with me to a more secluded place and waited. Watching.


S H I R A N U I

eight : shields none : sword of none : has no children : calls nowhere home



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