Post by Unzumi on Jun 18, 2006 16:44:25 GMT -5
OOC: For any character who was alive during the.. oh, early 2000's, or so.. and, well, just to give me something to do while I'm at work *beam* A bit.. eh, bloody, but what do you expect fom the psychotic? If it's too graphic/touchy, my apologies 
The heavy rains had just passed, and the savanna was filled with lush green grass, young antelope, zebra, wildebeasts, and death. North of the Pridelands, where darkness made her home, the thick scent of blood was in the air, weighted down by the dew collecting on the long, thin stalks. Something... unfortunate had happened in "her" lands. A cub, someone's little lost cub, had wandered across that invisible border line in the grass and was the source of that wonderful smell of death that permiated her nose. Clenched lifelessly between her now stained teeth, the boy cub dangled in a way that suggested he wished he hadn't taken that one last step.
The deep chocolate lioness dropped what was nothing more than a carcass from her maw, life fluid dripping steadily like the rain that had just eased, from her soaked chin. Her dark eyes, now alight with the fervor of bloodlust, slowly lifted to the gray and dismal sky, barely blinking as light, stray raindrops tickled across her brow. The lioness' tail, tufted with a beacon of fire, swayed steadily behind her in a mannor of contemplation.. perhaps over the thoughts of life and death. Then again, maybe not. Then, in a suddeness that belies the stillness across the savanna, the lioness' maw drops open to roar with a fervor and passion generally denied to those of the mortal coil. The sound rumbles through her chest and echoes across the expanse, and before it has even died out, the lioness begins to laughs a rabid, unstoppable chittering.
Unzumi has again drank the blood of the innocent, and it tasted glorious.
The heavy rains had just passed, and the savanna was filled with lush green grass, young antelope, zebra, wildebeasts, and death. North of the Pridelands, where darkness made her home, the thick scent of blood was in the air, weighted down by the dew collecting on the long, thin stalks. Something... unfortunate had happened in "her" lands. A cub, someone's little lost cub, had wandered across that invisible border line in the grass and was the source of that wonderful smell of death that permiated her nose. Clenched lifelessly between her now stained teeth, the boy cub dangled in a way that suggested he wished he hadn't taken that one last step.
The deep chocolate lioness dropped what was nothing more than a carcass from her maw, life fluid dripping steadily like the rain that had just eased, from her soaked chin. Her dark eyes, now alight with the fervor of bloodlust, slowly lifted to the gray and dismal sky, barely blinking as light, stray raindrops tickled across her brow. The lioness' tail, tufted with a beacon of fire, swayed steadily behind her in a mannor of contemplation.. perhaps over the thoughts of life and death. Then again, maybe not. Then, in a suddeness that belies the stillness across the savanna, the lioness' maw drops open to roar with a fervor and passion generally denied to those of the mortal coil. The sound rumbles through her chest and echoes across the expanse, and before it has even died out, the lioness begins to laughs a rabid, unstoppable chittering.
Unzumi has again drank the blood of the innocent, and it tasted glorious.
EVIL!!!!!!!!! *TWISTED LAUGH!* was that out loud?lol