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Post by C.onspiracy on Aug 26, 2012 0:16:40 GMT -5
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The distinct smell of water filled the moist nostrils of a rather quenched lupine. Her muscles popped and stretched as she stood from the brush she had been laying in. Once all her weight landed on her paws, she twisted her body diligently, shaking the debris off of her coat. Her tongue rolled pleasantly across her stained canines while she loped forward, following her nose. It was the dead of the night. The sun had fallen to slumber hours before, and it seemed the moon didn't rise to do her duties as she lay, covered by thick billows of clouds high in the frigid air of the night. The brittle grass crunched under the weight of her paws with each stride the wolf took, causing her ears to twitch in response.
An eerie silence settled around the midst of the wolf. The only thing that hit her ear drums were the pestering calls of birds and her own paw steps. Finally, her destination came into sight. A quiet, rushing stream pulsed under the dull luminosity of the stars. Her broad hips rocked to the rhythm of her gait, trudging down to the bank, her jaw already unhinged from its top counterpart. Prophecy paused, once her front digits hit the water, instantaneously they sunk in, and she grasped the surrounding dirt with her claws. Her rather short, plume of a tail jerked above her hocks when she bent over, greedily lapping at the river's fresh contents.
After her fill, Prophecy fell back onto her haunches, and regretted it soon after as soon as the wet muck kissed her posterior. Shaking slightly, she attempted to twist her torso, her tongue sticking out of her muzzle foolishly. Falling back onto her hindquarters, she bent over, her head reaching her stomach, unable to reach the dirty parts of her behind. Frustrated she jerked her head up, which caused her to lose her balance and fall sideways into the bank. Her eyes widened, and without hesitation she dove into the water, standing there, frozen. After a long while, she figured the water had washed away all of her troubles and stepped gingerly out of the river, trembling not from the coldness that swept over her body, but from the catastrophe she had prevented.
Honey kissed eyes darted around, hoping to find a dry, clean spot to sit in. Settling for a patch of thick moss growing next to a lone tree-a few feet away from the river-she inched towards it. She leaned down, nosing the spot as she sniffed it. Her body swiveled, and twisted once more as she flung the excess water from her coat, still damp, she sat on the ground and peered forward. Somehow, she hadn't noticed before, but glowing insects lingered in the air, swarming around each other in a tribal frolic. She became entranced by the peculiar dance, and her head ever so slightly tilted to the left. Her auric pools gleamed, but her facial expressions remained stoic-maintaining no emotion as the insects that contained the same hue as her eyes, performed for her, swaying to an ethereal tune.
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Post by ᴥCheriaᴥ on Sept 10, 2012 17:05:28 GMT -5
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Warm diminutive breaths escaped from the jaws of a very ‘unique’ wolf. Tranquility falsely resonated from the slumbering male, the tri-colored hue of his fur mingled with the moss beneath his heavy frame. Koshero believed he must have the softest, freshest, and purest of moss to cushion his lovely body. Elongated spine was upon the earthen pillow, caressing each sides of him effortlessly as he lightly pawed within the air. He was adjacent to the river, its rhythmic surge of water entering his ear canals and assisting his sleep. –Dream of awesomeness- Prancing leisurely through an aisle of saluting wolves, upon his arrival they each collapse to the ground dramatically, groveling and lapping at his toes. Koshero strummed his vocal chords into a growl, noting approval. Swishing his tail abruptly to the right, billowing an enormous torrent of wind, allowing it to swipe along the terrain violently. Wave of cackles vibrated from his throat, allowing it to cascade and ripple through the air.
A hefty mound of soft soil was a molded for his perfect and magnificent rear, reclining upon the plushy seat he evaluated the wolves gathered. Narrowing his eyes he angled his chin toward the sky before allowing a drawn out bark to echo throughout the meeting. Immediately a pair of lower blooded wolves heaved a plump hare toward their majesty, applying a kiss upon his paws before departing. Swiveling his velvety textured ears he then allowed his silky tinged voice to extinguish the silence.
“I. Koshero the almighty, elite, merciful, god of all that lives allow this luxurious and orgasm inducing voice to bless your ears. I now order you to recite the rules of the Koshero then sing thy pledge to me.”
A satisfied grin ascended upon his facial muscles as he demanded such action, his blunted claws kneading into the loam beneath his royal behind. Without hesitation the mindless pawns in complete and ridiculous unison began to recite the code, followed by the pledge.
“We live for Koshero, the world was made for the pleasure of Koshero, Koshero is the greatest being ever for he is god itself, the creator of all, the destroyer of all, all that occurs was for Koshero’s amusement and trial only, he never loses, he only mercifully allows the other to live.”
Dry monotone voices cascaded across the area, fueling Koshero’s ego further more. Inducing him to allow another session of obnoxious laughs to envelope the area as they began to pledge he silenced himself. Bi-colored gaze lighting into an inferno, his god complex increasing so much more.
"We swear our existence to the god Koshero, we live to serve him in his daily life, the world, universe, and more was for him and him only. The sun sets and rises fur him, the moon hovers within the night sky to illuminate the darkness so he may see, and when it’s gone it was because he didn’t want to see it’s ugly visage. Koshero is the---swishswishswish”
Perplexity was obvious upon the overlord’s face; he stood observing his loyal follower’s sounds. It appeared to be the sound of splashing then more splashing; Koshero couldn’t wrap his head upon how that could happen. Becoming a bit enraged, arching his ebony etched lips toward the wolves assembled,
“STOP SPLASHING YOU IDIOTIC WOLVES!”
Koshero unintentionally shouted that audibly in his dream like trance, forcing him to awake and skim his surroundings in a jolt. Grumbling to himself he noticed a gold tinged female with noticeably damp fur. Unhinging his jaws it a violent yawn he slowly began to realize that the previous occurrence must have been due to his godly abilities of being in more than one place at a time. Hoisting his elongated limbs to an upright position he strolled rather gracefully toward the female, his irises glinting mischievously. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder becoming triggered as he thoroughly scanned the physique of the female, eyelids curtaining his bi-colored gaze in a focused narrow. The only feature he seemed to enjoy of the lowly creature was he honey tinged irises, dismissing her he idly allowed his voice to enter the area.
“Well hello, m’dear. Nice sodden pelt you have there,”
The male teased, right now it was in a rather good mood, however he was extremely bi-polar and could never be read.
Word Count: 722
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Post by C.onspiracy on Sept 12, 2012 22:28:30 GMT -5
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A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, caressing along the golden furred wolf's hide, causing her to lower her lids in annoyance. As this process continued, she stood, not caring at the debris stuck to her hindquarters as she spun briskly around. Her canines snapped sloppily about, as if she could vent her annoyance on empty air. Prophecy huffed, expelling a breath audibly through her nostrils as she sat, once again. Her moist tongue dragging along her lower lip to catch the lonely strands of saliva that had spewed from her muzzle. Her head tossed to the side slightly, gazing at the glowing insects that had been dancing for her. Sadly, they had migrated off to the left, away from her, and at this moment, Prophecy felt too..lazy to get up and follow bugs around.
The female's jaws repelled, offering a building yawn a chamber to escape. Hey eyelids dropped dreamily, before her head bobbed forward, startling her awake once more. “STOP SPLASHING YOU IDIOTIC WOLVES!” The bellowed words caused her lip to twitch involuntarily, and Prophecy shifted around in her seated position. The words' source were nearby. The perked mounds of cartilage atop her dome were the only sign of her attention. Her body was leaning slightly to the right, as she seemingly stared off into the distance. Her eyes glanced to the side, watching the stranger approach out of her peripheral vision. She blinked, and redirected her gaze ahead when the male stopped, thinking he would just move on if she ignored him. “Well hello, m’dear. Nice sodden pelt you have there,” her ears instantly swiveled towards the sound, tunneling the words into her drums.
Prophecy took an audible breath, and rotated her cranium slightly in the direction of the lupine, whilst giving an impassive glance. She stood, and shook her rather damp pelt, as the wolf had mentioned. The yellow tinged female would then take a couple of strides away from the male, and replace her posterior upon the ground roughly.
o o c; Um, all I have to say is I'll fix this piece of crap tomorrow. e.e <3
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Post by ᴥCheriaᴥ on Sept 22, 2012 13:28:50 GMT -5
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Uneasiness from the female seemed to tint his flawless features into perplexity. Dense tail swept over an adjacent air current allowing it to snag his elongated strands. The female seemed to be in hell judging by her scent, ebony etched lips ascending with interest. Interminable silence coursed through the air, it stimulated the prickling of his furs in annoyance. Russet and azure irises were curtained in a narrow as he began to enter one of his moods. The silence was sending him into a state of rage, his jaws suddenly unhinging to spew words of pure mockery but was abruptly silenced. Fuming he began to reconsider doing such an action, she must be one of those shy servants, yes… that must be it. Once more becoming composed, a seductive grin curled dementedly upon his lips. Flawlessly etched features were brimming with the purest of hue; his pelt was like a chocolate then extends into a tawny mingling with ebony and pallid tinges. Koshero was indeed convinced he bore the most wholesome blood to ever surge within veins. He was of course god, the ruler and almighty being.
The mere thoughts of his perfect completion allowed cascades of obnoxious cackles to emit from his flung jaws; it was like Prophecy never existed. He was visualizing every individual wolf marching to greet their king. Abundant muscle contracted beneath his pelt as he snatched up the delicate soil with his blunted digits. “Bow… bow before their god,” almost inaudible murmurs drifted from parted lips, his gaze fixed ahead at nothing in particular. This entire scene was destined, he was to meet a shy and fragile female and he would sweep her elegant figure with ease. Koshero truly believed that everything happened with one purpose, his entertainment. He could be rejected, beaten, insulted, and he would brush it off as pure destiny trying to surprise him. No day could be boring. Nothing could possibly change his mind, not even death because even that was destined one day and he would be reborn once again. Regaining his senses he attached his bi-colored gaze upon the silky honey coated female, his lips arching into a smile.
“You must be a fellow Hell member. I am Koshero god of anything and everything, however your brain may not be able to comprehend such words. Fear not m’dear, I only wish to converse in a civilized manner, and perhaps you get be awarded by grooming my pure body,” Words were coated in a velvety wrapping, sincerely he wanted to reward her with the honor of touching his body of perfection, anyone would never be able to be bestowed with such praise. A gentle laugh escaped his smooth textured lips, expression idle. Heaving his limbs from the loam like surface of the canvas below, he pranced in a regal manner, as if royalty. Chin angled toward her in amusement, hoping to hear her delicate timid voice. The fact that she was nervous and shy his presence interested him greatly. Slick tongue rasped over his muzzle before he approached the adjacent river, the drumming of its rapids enticed him.
Its mirror like surface shone with elegance, his visage reflecting within its crystalline depths. With an approving nod he thanked the river for being loyal and doing its job without fail. Dipping his lips he sipped leisurely from its chilling grasp, his tail swaying with contempt. Swiveling his velvety texture ears he allowed them to remain alert. Returning his idle expression toward the rather gorgeous female Koshero reclined upon his dense hind legs in a more comfortable posture. Chest was hung high and his tail drummed against the leaf dappled terrain. Silence once again returned into the air, so he waited patiently for the female to speak.
Word Count: 625
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