The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?
Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...
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Posted on March 20, 2013 at 02:31:58 AM by Slaviner
A pure black femme wanders through the forest, her mind deep in thought. She needed to think of the future, like how to get back at her brother, or at least gain power. That's what she craved, to rule once again. She couldn't just be a nobody, un-respected and unknown. She may have been known to wolves in a different region, and she was sure that they were going to pass down stories of her, and make her a legend. But that wasn't enough. She didn't want to be a 'long lost legend,' or a 'myth,' she needed to be known for being alive, and when she dies, then their should be legends and myths. It was beginning to grow dark, stars were able to be seen through the foliage above. Slaviner loved sunsets, but not for reasons that most wolves liked them. Yes they were beautiful, and yes they were quite mysterious. But sunset also meant that the night was beginning. A time where she could roam, her fur unnoticed, and her scent washed clean. It was a time when all she was was a shadow. The eyes looking at you through the darkness, the glowing green ones that belonged to no body? Those were her emerald orbs shining in the moonlight. The ones that watched always, learning your schedule, who you cared about, gaining the best tactics and defense to defeat you in a mere minute. Her paw steps stopped as she came to a queer sight. A large dark cave was just ahead, perfect. She wasn't going to try and hide this time, for their was no need. She had yet to make any enemies in Blossom Forest. Her paws carried her forth, stopping at the entrance. The sun was falling just behind the cave. She sat at the entrance, and looked to the forest before her, enjoying the growing darkness. If and when a wolf came to the cave, it could be an entrancing sight. The multi-colored light was pouring to the front of the cave from the slowly setting sun. A long and slender female with beautiful velvet fur, and sharp emerald eyes. Mischief is a small thing, A toy I've well used and discarded. This isn't mischief. This is Mayhem. |
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- It's a small World After All - By Stelliac March 21, 2013 at 08:22:25 PM
My, my, my… A World For the Taking - By Slaviner March 22, 2013 at 02:54:02 AM
&&There ain't no rest for the wicked - By Stelliac March 22, 2013 at 09:48:02 PM
My, my, my… A World For the Taking - By Slaviner March 23, 2013 at 03:28:46 AM
&&there ain't no rest for the wicked∞ - By Stelliac March 25, 2013 at 01:38:22 AM
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