Post by Arora on Jul 11, 2010 20:01:49 GMT -6
My name is Arora, im a pure white wolf demon. my home lands have been ravished in flames and left to die. i am the only one left of my pack. along the way i have ran into some realy nice people and some really mean people. but more importinatly have found new friends and made a pack of my own. my pack and i have lived for quite some time but then humans decided to take over our homeland. i am a creatuer of night and i have master the art of killing and this is our story...
the old fallen trees that have been washed up into ruins lay in their slumbers all around me. green moss and grass coverd most of the forest floor and the fallen trees. the sacred grove is a place of peace and harmony, but latly humans have been heading in our direction. the stinch of thier machines have been filling the air for weeks now, the only thing the humans want is to clear the area and turn it into a run down dump full of trash and low lives that stalk the streets awaiting for their next victumes to quietly pass by.
im not going to stand for that me and whoever else decides there going to help are going to put an end to all this.
a gentle breeze flows by brushing slightly on my fur, i awaken to the touch, to see the same ruins coverd in moss and grass being over ran with the buzzing sounds of bees rushing about to find their next flower, and the blur of colors that mixed and mingeld with each other, butterflies, some so big that they could cover the whole flower they sat upon. others were golden and firce colors of black and orange, like the moon that would hang low in the sky at night.
i roled over to my side to gaze at the evening sky, clouds of all shapes and sizes would slowly move by. almost like they didnt want to leave for where they were. the sun light up the sky and the forest floor below giveing off a beautiful color to everything around it. i took a deep breath , wondering when others were going to show up.
the old fallen trees that have been washed up into ruins lay in their slumbers all around me. green moss and grass coverd most of the forest floor and the fallen trees. the sacred grove is a place of peace and harmony, but latly humans have been heading in our direction. the stinch of thier machines have been filling the air for weeks now, the only thing the humans want is to clear the area and turn it into a run down dump full of trash and low lives that stalk the streets awaiting for their next victumes to quietly pass by.
im not going to stand for that me and whoever else decides there going to help are going to put an end to all this.
a gentle breeze flows by brushing slightly on my fur, i awaken to the touch, to see the same ruins coverd in moss and grass being over ran with the buzzing sounds of bees rushing about to find their next flower, and the blur of colors that mixed and mingeld with each other, butterflies, some so big that they could cover the whole flower they sat upon. others were golden and firce colors of black and orange, like the moon that would hang low in the sky at night.
i roled over to my side to gaze at the evening sky, clouds of all shapes and sizes would slowly move by. almost like they didnt want to leave for where they were. the sun light up the sky and the forest floor below giveing off a beautiful color to everything around it. i took a deep breath , wondering when others were going to show up.
