Post by Darktide on Jun 13, 2006 2:28:45 GMT -5
With a rolling stride made choppy by the jeering necessary to keep left hind quartered lifted, and the apparently lame limb from the terra below, the old shadow returns to pack land.
Scent holds a far off perfume while still retaining a ghost of the Bloodback familiarity. New scars, pink and tender cut deep rivets in dark pelt, standing out proudly as badges of battle. The majority appears to have been saber made, smooth slices by long claws, punctures by dagger like teeth. The fur itself lining skin was coarse and thick, and rather dirty, clumped with mud and blood that had dried and never been rubbed or washed off. Ears droop to either side of head in an absent minded fashion, even as blue pools graze the ground beneath the heavy weight of lowered lids.
Somberly way is made to a shaded area, hidden from the moon and sun alike, only to crumple to belly with a long breath drawn in. Only for head to lift up and large lungs to release the air in an ear splitting HOWL . A trumpeted announcement, a declaration that she was back.
(Apologies for the short length. No need for responses ^.^ Just a prequel till I join a thread.)
