Horizon Ridge of winter and the bleak cold breath
caught up and lost in all of our vices
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don't worry 'bout it <3
our characters are non-compatible it seems but that doesn't stop me from loving each thread heh & u

[size=medium]"sell your soul not your whole self"[/size]

[size=small]Stupidly, his warning was met with resistance and mockery, something the own rusty mockingbird did not appreciate at all. Like a bear that had woken from its slumber, Ciervo was not in the greatest of moods, and with the bold nippings she attempted to give to the his rear (something he would have perhaps appreciated if it were another time),this female was not helping her cause. His golden eyes depicted, with an empty look that could turn anything to stone, the annoyance that he felt towards the female's actions.
Still, his mouth did not dare to pronounce another word, only the sound of a dry, deep growl could be heard over the crashing lullaby of the waves behind them.

It was right at that moment that the female lunged to him, the intentions of pushing him clear on her eyes. Unable, and uncomfortable to take a step back on the steep path that they were balancing on, he prepared to meet her contact with his parted jaws. He was reluctant to move back, yet he held himself unwilling to advance;the sharp rocks that awaited at the bottom for either of them to fall were far to real to be ignored, and even if they were no longer as high up as they had previously been, Ciervo's calculating mind predicted no less that broken ribs if he were to slip.
A forecast he wasn't willing to accept.

Again, as the female bounced again to strike like a mamba, the Ostrega stuck stubbornly to his spot. As she aimed for his flesh, the increasingly annoyed male parted his maw once more this time hoping to recieve the collision of her teeth with his own, and if the moment permitted it, to grasp her muzzle between his own. He had not asked for delivery dinner but the growls rising in his stomach, plus the female's axphyxiating attitude left no choice.
This was either push or fall off.
Eat or be eaten,
so bon apetit may the best wolf win.

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also, this is what ciervo is trying to do lol
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of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - January 21, 2015, 09:35 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - January 23, 2015, 12:23 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - January 24, 2015, 02:21 AM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - January 31, 2015, 01:58 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - February 02, 2015, 03:34 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - February 03, 2015, 09:49 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - February 05, 2015, 05:41 AM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - February 06, 2015, 07:34 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - February 08, 2015, 03:12 AM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - February 11, 2015, 10:20 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - February 11, 2015, 10:41 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - February 12, 2015, 06:17 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Echelon - February 13, 2015, 02:22 PM
RE: of winter and the bleak cold breath - by Ciervo - February 20, 2015, 10:45 PM