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Post by F I R E ' W O R K on Nov 30, 2010 16:58:51 GMT -5
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RUHR_ _ _ _
Golden frame was hidden amongst the pathetic limbs that were dead trees as orbs eagerly scanned the territory before him. He had walked away from his boring dull land years ago leaving what members he had there. Truthfully he couldn't even remember there names it was a part of his life he wished he could forget. What kind of idiot was he taking on young small femmes that probably were unable to hold there own against the rats that linger this part of the world. Stupid wolves had been fairly silent these days but he wouldn't put it past them to rise again. No he had been an idiot, being a soft hearted fool had put him in danger once before and there was no way he was going to go back to that.
A small tremor ran through his tall draft frame in excitement or anticipation, chocolate orbs straining to see the lands borders. He had been hear for near a week now and without fail stupid femmes seemed to continue pouring through. Some were lost, some seemed to simply be on a suicide mission . . the idiots. It had turned into his favorite hunting grounds.. Yet this place was almost unused, brutes preferring to hide like him amongst the small shelters, and the femmes that lingered hear were more often lost than blood thirsty. It made for a mouth watering combination and yet another shudder ran along his un scared frame.
Mammoth sized appendages took off at a powerful canter, neck inclined to his chest. Creme white feathers swayed side to side, the ground was without a doubt shaking. The atmos tossed his long mane about, he threw his head around skipping forward a few paces and leaping into the air. Plates colliding with the ground once more, particles of the earth were drawn up and the little in fragments flew into the air behind him. He drew to a quirky stop, head raised high. He had reached a clearing, busting out between a gap in the trees, the branches snapped in their mercy. Ruhr rose his weight upon his haunches and raised himself into the air, one muscular spear thrown out in delight.
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EVERY DAY. YOUR EVERY FACE THAT I CAN SEE.
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