October 29, 2014, 01:44 PM
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Caiaphas had spent largely the entire morning traipsing through Ravensblood with her narrow muzzle drawn to the ground. Fall was a time of harvest -- the last stand before the tide of winter -- and Caiaphas did not intend to dive into the helm of the cold season without their cache being prepared to the hilt.
It was during such an excursion that she stumbled, quite by chance, onto Junior -- though a more allegiance wolf would have declared it ordained by the gods. Hedonistic as always for torture, she changed her course towards the dark female -- though it was likely by now that Junior too had been made aware of her presence.
She observed unabashedly as Junior groomed herself, as she was often inclined to do. In retrospect, it seemed the bathing was needed, for Junior looked terribly worse for wear. This revelation showed clearly on Caiaphas' muzzle in the form of a taunting and unafraid smirk -- and gloatingly she awaited some sort of recourse from the sooty yearling.
It was during such an excursion that she stumbled, quite by chance, onto Junior -- though a more allegiance wolf would have declared it ordained by the gods. Hedonistic as always for torture, she changed her course towards the dark female -- though it was likely by now that Junior too had been made aware of her presence.
She observed unabashedly as Junior groomed herself, as she was often inclined to do. In retrospect, it seemed the bathing was needed, for Junior looked terribly worse for wear. This revelation showed clearly on Caiaphas' muzzle in the form of a taunting and unafraid smirk -- and gloatingly she awaited some sort of recourse from the sooty yearling.
this house was my flowered heart,
but my petals have fallen.
but my petals have fallen.
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monster mash - by Junior - October 27, 2014, 09:14 AM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - October 29, 2014, 01:44 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - October 29, 2014, 01:55 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - October 29, 2014, 06:17 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - October 30, 2014, 01:10 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - October 30, 2014, 06:45 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - October 31, 2014, 02:40 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - November 03, 2014, 08:19 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - November 04, 2014, 10:09 AM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - November 04, 2014, 10:15 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - November 05, 2014, 01:06 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - November 05, 2014, 08:11 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - November 06, 2014, 01:52 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - November 06, 2014, 10:05 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - November 07, 2014, 04:15 PM
RE: monster mash - by Caiaphas - November 11, 2014, 02:48 PM
RE: monster mash - by Junior - November 11, 2014, 03:59 PM