Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
IP: 96.59.97.147
Posted on February 13, 2016 at 05:47:25 PM by Hurricane of Mexico
You can't break me _______________________________ Warm sunlight streamed in between the treetops softly, warming the air as chocolate and charcoal hued pelts meshed together. Hazy sunbeams drifted between jaded forest hues. The very first buds that sang of spring, and hints of warmth. The unlikely pair cuddled up near the lake, soft words exchanging between the pair, and time slipped away. Broken memories mattered naught, and fractured pasta drenched in blood faded from memory as the two talked quietly. Hurricane wrapped Losa's delicate frame in his large embrace, heat from their pelts melding together, creating one mass, and occasionally the dark dragon would pause his words to groom her ear, her face, whatever he pleased. Never had the ravenous gladiator felt so at peace, so comforted by the presence of another. As time slipped by, observations of returning songbirds and blooming flowers ceased. Rumbled words of gentle affection faded away, replaced by the soft sound of water upon the rocky shore, and the loving noise of birds amidst the branches of the trees. Eventually, these noises too faded away and the beast's sharp, lightning painted lanterns fell shut, aware, only vaguely of the sound of the delicate raven snuggled against him, and the predicable cadence of her breathing. ---------------------------- Hurricane's eyes opened slowly, blurry vision taking in the sights before him, dusk had set in and the dark knight knew naught what had lulled the monstrous creature into such a state of vulnerability. Sleeping in the open? In the middle of the day? Fuzzy thoughts move slowly through his mind, and the beast shakes his head vigorously and rises to his paws. Stretching his limbs out slowly the hessian pads slowly toward the water, entering slowly, the frigid temperatures welcoming the oversized prince, embracing his frame and drenching the thick midnight fur which covered his muscular physique. Hurricane of Mexico relaxed into the water, lowering his newly raised guard as the dark knight releases the tension within his frame. Suddenly, as his guard lowers, memories from the afternoon rush in upon the gladiator. Sharp, vivid memories of the brown faerie he had stumbled upon. Piercing ocean and amethyst optics sear into the predator's puzzled mind. Where had she gone? What had made her leave? Was the slender princess okay? Why did Hurricane think her a princess? Puzzled thoughts plague the dragon and force him from the cool embrace of the lake. Her perfume lingered all over this tiny shore, however which direction the young pixie had run, Hurricane of Mexico had no idea. Totally unskilled in trying to actually track down a soul whom had left so long ago, the heartless warrior picked a random direction and started off, desperate to find his lost queen. _______________________________ Hurricane of Mexico Can you? |
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- little ghost - By l o s a February 14, 2016 at 05:46:01 PM
We Could Be IMMORTALS - By Hurricane of Mexico February 21, 2016 at 02:03:01 AM
little ghost - By l o s a March 4, 2016 at 06:05:18 PM
Thunder and Lightning - By Hurricane of Mexico March 16, 2016 at 02:47:28 AM
little ghost - By l o s a March 18, 2016 at 02:24:06 AM
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