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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 2, 2009 9:33:46 GMT -5
Bella [/font] [/color] say it.
out loud.
SAY IT!
-vampire-
are you afraid?
-no- [/color][/font][/right] The dainty blood red essa's zeniths flick around. Leaves crackle. Within a second, she's at pursue of the deer who made the wrong step. It has no chance against the equine. With one movement, the deer's on the forest floor. Quickly, the vixen finishes it off. Her charcoal marbles stare hungrily at the deer. No. She must wait. Her mouth waters with the scent of the deer. So. good. Her scream fills the air. Where is he? 'god dammit! why am i always stuck catching the meal?' she hisses under her breath.
With a final snort, she ventures away from the deer until her mate comes. She paws at the earth boredly. Where could he be? With another scream, she hisses a few more choice words under her breath and ventures back to her kill. What the hell? She was starving. So what.
Bella's muzzle reached the neck of the deer, she rips it open. Blood. A sick sucking noise enters the air as she feeds. God. How good it taste. A while later, her now topaz optics slitting, she screams a final time. 'forget it. he'll have to catch his own.' Blood stains her chin, she snorts, waiting for him. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Vel on Jun 2, 2009 10:00:54 GMT -5
ooc// muse ish low
The perlino stag had been on the hunt, roaming around Belle Valle. Once he had found what he was looking for (it came in the form of a fox) he made his way back to Terra Scure, where his lovely Bella would be waiting for him. Yes, she usually was stuck catching their food, but today Edward decided hell with it, and was going to find his own food for once, letting Bella have the whole of what ever it was that she caught. It had to better than a skinny little fox, that was for sure.
Edward's canter slowed as he caught Bella's scent. She was close. His amber optics searched the dark landscape, picking out her form in the far distance. He snorted and tossed his crown before breaking into a fast canter. It only took him a few minutes to get to her, as he did a sliding stop right in front of her.
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 2, 2009 10:49:41 GMT -5
Angelo Rosso [/color][/b][/size]
Everything about you pains my envying
Your soul can't hate anything
Everything about you is so easy to love
They're watching you from above
A lone, young filly wandered the dangerous, dark lands of Terra Scure, her silky copper pelt dim in the thick shadows of the gnarled trees, the blackness a smothering blanket, engulfing her in it’s claustrophobic grasp. Her petite frame shivered lightly as the warmth from the air diminished, it felt as though she had just walked into a freezer. The happiness seemed sapped from the cool breeze that fluttered through her soft tassels, her chestnut banner snapped tightly down on her glossy rump. The scent of two equine, a fae and a stag were detected in her flared nostrils, along with the sickening smell of blood; the stench of iron, the stench of death. She shuddered silently, her elegant pillars quickly striding through the undergrowth, snapping an odd twig here and there. Eventually she sighted the two equines, and stopped shell shocked: they had blood on their muzzles! With a mute exclamation she leaped sideways, hiding behind a wide tree-trunk. But was it too late? [/center][/font][/size] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 2, 2009 12:16:13 GMT -5
Her mouth opens, about to say something, until a twig snaps. Bella's tiara raises, topaz optics finding a copper fur. A screech enters the air. Under a couple minutes, the essa reaches the filly. who are you!? what do you want??' she snarls, stomping her daggar angrily. 'edward, did she follow you?' Her topaz optics slitting. Ok, so she was in a bad mood. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Vel on Jun 2, 2009 12:38:11 GMT -5
Edward's crown shot up at the sound of a twig snapping. Next thing he knew Bella ran over to a scared looking filly, yelling at her as she asked why she was here. "No Bella, I can assure you that she didn't follow me." he said in a rather laid back manner, he just wasn't up for it today. Edward looked at the filly for a moment, his gaze never breaking away from the filly's. He figured the filly probably felt like she was going to get killed.
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 2, 2009 16:02:56 GMT -5
Angelo Rosso [/b][/size]
Everything about you pains my envying
Your soul can't hate anything
Everything about you is so easy to love
They're watching you from above
Rossi shivered as the chilling scream of the fae echoed out, her glossy chestnut pelt standing on end as if an electric current had just passed through it. The noise sounded like nails scraping along a blackboard, and she knew that she was in deep trouble. Trying to maintain calm her heart rate accelerated, adrenaline galloping through her tense veins, her electric blue, sparkling orbs wide with fear. As the fae appeared at her side, Rossi flinched, cowering backwards slightly, looking down at the floor. A single, lone tear dropped to the earth, an innocent crystal brought to the surface. With a strange surge of confidence she flashed her eyes upwards, connecting their gaze; she figured, if this was going to be her end, then she wouldn’t die in fear. Speaking out confidently in harmonious vocals, “My calling is Angelo Rosso. I want nothing, I was simply taking a walk and I happened to stumble upon you. Who are you?” her voice tinged with an Italian accent. Her eyes flickered to the stag, his eyes staring her out - she broke the contact quickly, her bright orbs dropping back to the soil, her breathing quickened.[/center][/size] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 3, 2009 9:44:51 GMT -5
As she looks back at her mate, the tiny essa backs off, kicking the dead carcass of the deer aside. 'i am isabella, bella. stop crying, you pitiful thing.' she rolls her now topaz optics, blinking afterwords. The vampire retreats to her mates side, but shows no love. She's still pissed at him for being late, as always. 'what, never seen a bloody vampire before?' she smirks. How lovely it is to torture helpless victoms. 'and if we weren't full, you'd probally be lunch.' Bella giggles, sounding like tinkling bells. 'edward, what do you want to do. this is boring. we did it yesterday.' she nudges him. [/color][/right][/font] |
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Post by Vel on Jun 11, 2009 19:28:30 GMT -5
Edward rolled his optics at his mate. So she was in one of those moods today? He almost felt a pang of sorrow for the little filly that she was on the recieving end of Bella's anger. The perlino had lost interest in staring at the filly, so he was now looking to a dove in the trees above. Edward hadn't even been paying attention to Bella until she asked him what he wanted to do. "Dunno." he simply replied, looking back to the little filly. "Why you here anyway, filly?" he asked her again, wondering why she would want to talk a walk in dangerous parts like these.
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