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Posted on October 7, 2014 at 11:19:25 PM by zaphkiel
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* what limits have the stars? He had not been home long. His journey had taken him far way from Molodian for many years it seemed, though for Zaphkiel many years was only around two or so, and he had seen much of a world few actually knew existed. Both the world here before them and the world that existed behind the veil. It was the dream world, the world in which stars were beings of immense power and the earth was a place of stardust. Sparkling, brilliant, eternal. It was a gift handed down from his mother and one that he enjoyed using. Pressing past the veil of the real world he often found himself wandering earth but in a different reality - at least to his minds eye - and today was one of those. Oh he was being careful not to wander straight out of Molodian again. It was obvious his family wasn't thrilled about his long stay away and could he blame them? He really had worried his mother. Zaphkiel was an adult now but he felt a fierce sting of pride in his family, in their strength, in their glory and beauty. The earth here is gray with flashes of moonlight against the stardust around his paws. It is beautiful and so consuming to him that for a moment he does not hear the sound of a bark. Yet the sound comes again and it shatters the illusion of his mind until he blinks brokenly and suddenly sees the world in vibrant hues of green and brown. Yellow eyes turn in the direction of the sound, his ears flicking back to try and catch some remnant from whence it came. It hadn't sounded harassed though Zaphkiel would not put that to rest until he finds out for certain. There is a streak of pride within him, the desire to protect and prove his worth. A scar of four claw marks down his left hip is a reminder of such a desire. His left eye looks as perfect as his right unless the light hits it at an angle and in that moment a stranger can see the dullness of it compared to his functioning right one. But he has perfected the art to make it appear as if he sees everything, as if he does not have some problem. Now he sees her figure, a hyper female chasing after a... well, he couldn't quite see what it was, but her tail swept back and forth and there a hung a genuine happiness around her. Zaphkiel lifts his head up into a howl, booming and forceful, and then he launches forward and through the brush until he is suddenly running beside of her with a wild grin on his face. She is a myriad of colors and so is he. His body looks as if it is dipped in a faded black though that black fur becomes darker and denser over his maw, chest, and underbelly. On his chest white flecks appear in the typical Stardusted pattern of his mother's lineage and at night it seems almost as if his chest holds it's own galaxy. His fore paws are dipped in crimson and about a quarter of his tail is dipped in white. Zaphkiel is rather handsome in his athletic figure and he moves with a gracefulness of the Angels. Whoever this female is she has offered him entertainment and competition for now he lunges forward a half a head in front of her with a wicked grin, his maw reaching out to snap at the chipmunks hind as if to say 'who will catch it first?' ZAPHKIEL | four | male | diveen | no love/soul | | son of Andromeda & Azrael | |
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- meet me half way - By Delya October 11, 2014 at 09:18:55 AM
what limits do stars have? - By zaphkiel October 12, 2014 at 05:48:48 PM
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