Post by ebonfire on Jul 3, 2005 20:32:55 GMT -4
Name: Ebon Fire
Gender: fae
Age: 5
Alliance: dark
Element: Fire
Breed: SEA
Appearance:Petite, fiesty, s.exy, taunting
History/Persona: raised herself, killed all lights that irritated her
Pic (optional): in siggy
RP Sample:
The shadow exploded into the terra, perspiration lathered over her rich pelt. Random bucks were ejected as enamels bared, clacking as she wreeled to glimpse at all points of veiw. Curvature lowered and snaked. Ebony ribbon erect and taunting, posture regal and irrogent. She calmed slightly as she paced, appendages swept into motion. She peered about the terra, threatening any intruder. Disagnostics flattened against her tiara, salmon nares flaring. Aperature parted, emacipating a shrill, divious call. Sparrows and crows scattered at the antic. Femme pranced at her doing and stood, temperment boiling. She crisp breeze engulfed her, taking no effect. Standing statue still, plume arose once more, daring any to near the sinister vixen. Curvature craned, surpressed against her deep diaphragm. Shrill nicker was uttered as the dare was set, muscle tensed....she did bite.....
((This is my joining post for Shades of Grey, no muse today))
Gender: fae
Age: 5
Alliance: dark
Element: Fire
Breed: SEA
Appearance:Petite, fiesty, s.exy, taunting
History/Persona: raised herself, killed all lights that irritated her
Pic (optional): in siggy
RP Sample:
The shadow exploded into the terra, perspiration lathered over her rich pelt. Random bucks were ejected as enamels bared, clacking as she wreeled to glimpse at all points of veiw. Curvature lowered and snaked. Ebony ribbon erect and taunting, posture regal and irrogent. She calmed slightly as she paced, appendages swept into motion. She peered about the terra, threatening any intruder. Disagnostics flattened against her tiara, salmon nares flaring. Aperature parted, emacipating a shrill, divious call. Sparrows and crows scattered at the antic. Femme pranced at her doing and stood, temperment boiling. She crisp breeze engulfed her, taking no effect. Standing statue still, plume arose once more, daring any to near the sinister vixen. Curvature craned, surpressed against her deep diaphragm. Shrill nicker was uttered as the dare was set, muscle tensed....she did bite.....
((This is my joining post for Shades of Grey, no muse today))
