Post by Twisted on Sept 21, 2014 18:26:44 GMT -6
Onyx
It took her a while until she made it to the river side. She had dozed off somehow in the dens. She shrugged it off and licked her paw, then drawing it over her head to groom the fur standing up. She yawned, her ivories where short yet sharp and her talon like claws stretched to snag grass strands. Her banner brushed the damp soil, patched with short blades of grass and twigs. She then bent herself into a crouch so she could take a drink. Her tongue rolled over the liquid water as she purred. Being apart of Deathclan had lead her to a chance of friendship. She lapped over the water again and again until her thirst was quenched and she was satisfied.
She withdrew herself from the river and padded off, still in the wet area, but not in the moistest places. She lashed her tail, claws digging themselves into the soil yet again, to long to belong to her. She sighed, drawing her deep blue gaze up so she could see the horizon, it was visible at only one angel, where you gazed passed the thicket of trees. The sun was beautiful and slowly setting. She let out another purr, her vocals where soft and rhythmic like always and to her everything was perfect, she was in her state of peace.
That was interrupted when she heard the pitter-patter of paws, she turned her head to hiss. She saw a dark figure stand before her. They where larger then her fragile canvas and smelled of Deathclan. She relaxed herself, yet still felt uneasy - she could have to fight the new face.. She hoped for the best.
[Sorry, that was much longer then intended. I had to take a quick shower.]
