At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
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Posted on September 22, 2013 at 09:11:27 AM by Harries.
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How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways;; William Shatner Black stilts strutted through the undergrowth, forcing plants to bend and wither in their wake. Each step was filled with an undeniable confidence yet the grace of an animal built for agility. Long grass that would usually tickle the elbow of other wolves barely touched hocks as the magnificent creature strode over the foliage with elegance and beauty. Above the charcoal pistons, way above them in fact, lay a body; a darker shade of auburn. Fur of a good length, fluttered in the breeze as the prince paraded through the forest like he owned the god damn place. Amongst the dazzling colouration were splashes of perfect ivory, as if a painter had taken the utmost time and effort in perfecting this fine specimen. Every hair on his body was immaculate, just the way the ladies liked it. The dark mane that rode upon his back like a regal saddle drifted up his crimson neck stopping just short of two bat-like ears. The delicate bone work of his cranium gave him an undisputedly handsome face and there rested his prize winners; two optics of pure chocolate, capable of melting even the most stoic of hearts. One look from the twins could have you weak at the knees and boy did he know how to work them to his advantage. Ladies would swoon over the breath taking Kalik, cheekbones that could cut you just from looking, and he refused point blank to pretend that he didn’t care. This boy would be known as Harries; and Harries was a lady killer. ”How can anyone resist the urge to love me?” Pools of chocolate stared back from the surface of the stagnant puddle, even the murky water had no powers against his handsome features. A pink cushion of flesh slithered over dazzling ivories in a perfectly smooth motion of arrogance as his stilts, barely stretching, lifted over the tarn and continued on his way. The land of royals had disappeared far into the distance, now hidden by snow covered mountains and cliffs home to rainbows. His family had mourned his decision to leave, his poor dearest mother begging him to stay, but he intended to grab life by the scruff of the neck and live to the fullest. That whore believed anything. His father had, of course, known his real intentions and had silently congratulated his eldest son. His three baby sisters and a little brother had been tearful as they watched their idol disappear from view. Brats! The regal wondered how many bastards his mother would pop out in his time away, though he had to admit his father’s sexual drive. Still the beast strode upon the earth like a heavenly creature, his paws barely touching the ground he walked upon. This place was ripe for the taking and Harries would make the most of this oyster. He could just imagine the females now, kissing the dirt wherever he touched it. Ah, what a perfectly sweet life. The unmistakable smell of water caused the gentleman’s ears to perk to full disc concreting his bat-like appearance. On a beautiful day like this, female’s would surely congregate around the water’s edge just waiting for some handsome fellow to stroll into their lives. Well Harries could definitely help there. The regal, not breaking into a sweat, trotted towards the origin of the scent, stopping once or twice to check his appearance in tiny pools dotted along the way. It would do no good to arrive at the water looking like he’d been dragged through a bush backwards. A small clearing in the foliage opened up to the banks of a lake, the sorts of which Harries found to be full of women, and so it didn’t take the leggy kalak long to reach the edge of the water, his chocolate gazers searching out those in need. Just his appearance would brighten up any vixen’s day but today he felt in a weird sort of mood. Charity seemed like the key of the day and as his search continued he found a beautiful ginger princess, just desperate of his attention. ”My, my, my. I have travelled to the ends of the earth and never seen a damsel as pretty as you.” The long ebony pillars had made little work of the gap separating the two kalaks and soon he was upon the female, like a vulture over a kill. His chocolate twins gazed lazily over the maiden as his teeth protruded from his lips. Harries had not pictured for one second that he would find others of his kind within these forests and so it was unmistakable... She HAD to be his. Her wonderfully curvaceous form, those long slender legs, they had to be his. He wanted to know what she tasted like, and obviously she wanted him. Every female did. Putting his best foot forwards, the auburn boy strutted around the ess allowing her to see every inch of him, only sealing the deal. With his toned muscles, handsome features, and the crown jewels; capable of making her scream, he was the definition of perfect. Why wouldn’t she love him? After completing a, cat walk, full circle around the pretty, little maid he paused in the spot he had started allowing his chocolate gaze to flutter onto her features and releasing seductively charming tones. ”So tell me, princess, what is your name?” |
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- We Were Born To Break Doors Down - By Astarte September 24, 2013 at 03:04:00 AM
You can't resist the urge to love me. - By Harries. September 28, 2013 at 07:54:09 AM
We Were Born To Break Doors Down - By Astarte October 16, 2013 at 09:06:48 AM
You can't resist the urge to love me. - By Harries. October 27, 2013 at 09:29:55 AM
We Were Born To Break Doors Down - By Astarte November 1, 2013 at 09:51:11 AM
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