Post by .L.a.r.k.a. on Nov 7, 2005 19:58:28 GMT -5
Cran shot up as a wood perker flew by, cran up, audits perked and alert.
Sweet scents called to the awaiting shadow that lurked nearby.
Soft pelt brushed by leaves as tresses caried 'er lightly over the ash strewn place.
Optics glittered as they caught sight of the struggling bird in flight, snort escaping a whispers of 'er coming meet 'er audits.
Cran turned to look upon the speaker,
audits swiveling lightly as locks fell into place.
Nares flared as the hare shot by with angry glares, saddened pools locked to the ground as the bird reached mid-flight.
Reaching a clearing the fae let loose a call,
one that of loneliness and sorrow.
The lost of 'er loved ones shown clear about 'er, the heavy, dark morning fell upon 'er back like bricks..
With no morning light to sooth 'er the fae moved on.
Dainty hooves avoiding brambles and twigs, parched lips sealed as she kept keen on 'er unknown path.
Bodice sleekly followed, banner carried at level as 'er charcoal eyes looked about.
Not taking interest in anything particular...
As she reached the top of the hill, 'er boa lowered,
maw almost brushing the shortened, brown grass that layed below 'er daggers.
Mane fell like a curtain over 'er. Muscles defined as she stood there like a statue.
She did not move, instead awaiting for the sun to rise and show 'er her path.
Sweet scents called to the awaiting shadow that lurked nearby.
Soft pelt brushed by leaves as tresses caried 'er lightly over the ash strewn place.
Optics glittered as they caught sight of the struggling bird in flight, snort escaping a whispers of 'er coming meet 'er audits.
Cran turned to look upon the speaker,
audits swiveling lightly as locks fell into place.
Nares flared as the hare shot by with angry glares, saddened pools locked to the ground as the bird reached mid-flight.
Reaching a clearing the fae let loose a call,
one that of loneliness and sorrow.
The lost of 'er loved ones shown clear about 'er, the heavy, dark morning fell upon 'er back like bricks..
With no morning light to sooth 'er the fae moved on.
Dainty hooves avoiding brambles and twigs, parched lips sealed as she kept keen on 'er unknown path.
Bodice sleekly followed, banner carried at level as 'er charcoal eyes looked about.
Not taking interest in anything particular...
As she reached the top of the hill, 'er boa lowered,
maw almost brushing the shortened, brown grass that layed below 'er daggers.
Mane fell like a curtain over 'er. Muscles defined as she stood there like a statue.
She did not move, instead awaiting for the sun to rise and show 'er her path.
XOOCX It sucked.
oh well! Barro come now!