Avoid the creepy crawlers (Open)

[fetisha]

I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are.

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Spring, ah yes the most magical time of the year. My most favorite season, by far. Spring usually brought with it the gift of life. The still slightly chilly rain caused the flowers to blossom after a long furocious winter.. The blades of grass seemed to get more vibrant, and even seemed to possess a better flavor upon my taste buds... And yes, with the good must come the bad. The fearless carnivores seemed to awaken from their deepened slumber around this time, so one must be cautious at all times.... The only thing was, this Spring seemed to be different from the rest. As if it were a late bloomer, perhaps? Snow still scarcely covered the lands, the lush grass not yet meeting its full potential. Even the air still seemed to have a bit of a nippy feel to it. Was the end of the world on its way? Sure seemed like it. I believe perhaps our planet is out of wack, unalligned in some odd manner. Of course, I still dread the worst.... If I didn't, well then that just wouldn't be me now would it?



Boney appendages carried my rather petite yet slightly stocky canvas through the forest. The smell of oak mingling its way into velveteen nostrils as I inhaled the fresh air deeply, only to puff out that cloud of carbondioxide. This evening seemed colder then the ones a couple days ago, it sent a chill down my spine as I continued to move, occassionally having to lift my pillars a little higher here and there to avoid the roots that sprouted from the earth. Twin towers remained alert for any vistors that may be following close behind... Although as of now I heard no signs of anyone.. Just me, merrily moving on my way.... Alone.



Pale orbs shifted to the heavens, and although it was still daylight out the moon had already took its place in the sky. I could see it staring down at me between the tree tops. The sun slowly sinking down to put itself to bed for the night... Night, lord did I hate the night hours! That's when all the creepy crawlers seemed to come out to rid themselves of the boredom that suffocated them. I for one didn't wish to become a play toy for one those monsters. In a low whisper I spoke to myself.



"I do believe it's time to find a suitable place to rest..."



I couldn't explain it, but for some reason just simply speaking to myself to break through the silence that enveloped me always made me feel just a tad better. As if I was accompanied by another. At least I wasn't having full on conversations, right? Now, where was I? Ah yes! Time to find some cover for the night... Pillars stopped their motion as my own pale orbs searched the tree lines, perhaps if I were to be so lucky there would be a cave somewhere in these where a bouts.

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[Δ Beauty With The Booty]

[smear:162a41]TOBIRAMA[/smear:00d6c5:1]

The spring breeze caught in the white tresses, pulling them in a wild array of a dance. The medium length tresses tangled around his auds and stuck the stallion in the eyes, causing him to curse harshly, halting his amble walk. The stoic brute flicked his tail in exasperation, an unholy snort escaping his dark nares. Tobirama stared pointedly at the long tresses above his browline, namely his forelock, as if staring at it would magically make the hairs be still. But of course, it did not work. However, the wind died down and his white tresses settled down again, falling back to the natural position. Despite the annoying wind, the general weather was quite nice. Enjoyable even. It wasn't too hot or too cold, it was a grand medium. While the weather here wasn't as harsh as his home, he still preferred the weather of his homeland. It was something brisk and haughty. Outsiders would melt in the heat and freeze in the winters. It was a wonder his brother's mate had survived seeing as she was an outsider. He grinned at the thought of the little spitfire filly. Mito. She was arabian-esque and was very tall for her breed and was a ball of fire. He had been there when she arrived and had left when she had announced her pregnancy, with a very happy Hashi beside her.

He had been told he had a mate arranged to him, but he had quite bluntly refused and decided to explore the world, much to his brother's dismay. His big brother had tried to deter him, but to no avail. In the end, Tobirama had left with a few goodbyes and that was a year ago. Now he had found this place. It did not have a name, these lands, but it was apparent that they were indeed a grouping of different herds and alliances. He had immediately scanned the area, getting in as many snippets of conversations as he could and he had quickly found out that there were two kingdoms. Imperium and Altus and a handful of "bands". Of course just by hearing the names of these alliances, no one could tell their standpoint, so he had taken it upon himself to ask the standpoints from various, seemingly harmless, members of each. He had easily learned that a war had previously scarred the land, but somehow, they had found peace much quicker than his land had. This hurt his pride a bit, but he didn't dwell on it. Various other things he learned: Imperium was once a Dark alliance and Altus was once unaligned..this made him wonder "where had the lights gone?" It was answered fairly quickly. They were eradicated. This had put the dappled stag on edge. He had been considered "light" in his homeland. He had naturally become very defensive around others, but he was fairly sure that the lights weren't simply killed. That would cause an uproar among many. Or at least, he hoped.

A soft voice carried on the wind as it once again ruffled his mane and tail and even the fur growing along his withers and shoulders. It wasn't hard to hear the voice, even with the gentle wind blowing. The forest was quiet. Almost too quiet...unnervingly so. His gray auds flickered to and fro, listening for anything. But there was nothing but the soft steps of the female that had spoken. Then...crack. In an instant, the dappled stallion bolted forward, towards the mare. His red orbs hadn't fallen upon the mare just yet, but he could smell her. He heard the creature behind him then, its paws crashing into the underbrush as it gave chase. Tobirama dodged around trees, turning this way and that until he came upon the mare. He shouted out, his deep and rumbling vocals echoing, "Run!" He rushed towards her, slowing to push her body forward with his chest. The fur along his shoulder brushing against her as he rushed to get her moving. The creature snarled and the brute turned his skull, crimson oculars landing on the spotted cat as it leapt at him, attaching itself to his back. Everything that had been drilled into his skull since he was born suddenly kicked in. His eyes turned emotionless, his face turned cold and a steely determination over-took the stallion. He didn't buck, he re-adjusted his trajectory and spun around, back the way he came and crashed into a tree, his ribs screaming out in pain, but not from the tree. There was a leopard between him and the tree. The cat cried out as Tobi moved away from it, giving a quick, double-barreled buck, hitting the cat both times and hearing a satisfying crunch. Almost elegantly, he turned on his heel and wheeled around to challenge the animal further, but there was nothing but a broken body.

Snorting in triumph, he turned back around to look for the female, wondering if she had run off like he commanded.

[fetisha]

I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are.

tag: Open words:  Story Book. notes:So sorry for the wait!

The time seemed to drag as I searched my surroundings, scanning every nook and cranny from where I stood. Trying to find that perfect, ideal hiding spot until the morning sun peaked over the horizon once again. However I saw nothing.. My own pools shifted to the heavens, examining the stars that were so perfectly placed in the darkened sky. A sigh escaping my lips, and slowly I began to move. The night was so beautiful, the way the stars flickered in the sky, the moon casting its eerie glow, to bad all the bad stuff always seemed to occur during nightfall, it ruined the moment. A shiver was sent down my spine causing my bodice to tremble slightly. My own thoughts drifting back to the past as they so often did, recalling what had occurred around this time years ago. A memory that I pushed back aside once more, wishing to forget all that had happened. Although that was easier said then done.



It was just then the silence was broken, I could hear the heavy thuds and then all of a sudden a massive thunderstorm hued creature burst through the thicket. However, not aiming towards me in a psychotic manner. I faintly caught the glimpse of a red flicker upon his face and that was it. Everything seemed to go so fast I didn't know what to do. My own stance was that of a cowardly once, I could feel my heart pound against my chest with such force I thought it were going to rip clear from by flesh. It was then his deep words broke through the silence, and instantly I processed what he had said.. Run? From what? I felt his chest brush against mine as if telling me to turn without using his words, but I was still dumb founded. Everything was going so quickly, I hadn't a clue what was taking place.



It was just then I saw it, the massive felidae made itself visible, with such a fluid motion it leapt upon the brujo back, and I couldn't help but back up instantly, still feeling like that frightened deer trapped in headlights. I could see the savage look in the blood thirsty beasts eyes. And as it attached itself upon the brujo's back I could smell the coppery blood that leaked from the wounds in which the cats claws had inflicted. All I could do was simply back up and to be honest I was surprised I could even do that. I continued to slowly move backwards until my rump struck the base of a massive oak tree, and even then all I could do was tighten up as I watched this battle before. Fear seeping from my pours, Eyes never once blinking. I noticed how the males entire demeanour changed, the determination that graced his chisled features. I wondered how he did not freak, he seemed to take control of the situation and rather quickly.



I watched as he slammed his side against the tree, the cry from the feline causing me to cringe, and I almost felt sorry for the poor creature. I could feel my eyes begin to water but then I choked the tears back down. I know I shouldn't have any remorse for the animal, but it was still another life none the less. I knew there was no reasoning with a predator, but maybe the laws of nature could possibly be changed? As his hooves connected twice with the feline even I could hear that gut wrenching crunch of bones, once more cringing worse than before. I could see the spotted thing, lying there, motionless on the ground. And I mournful feeling overcame me, well that is until the brujo turned and was facing me, then once more the fear over consumed me, my own orbs locked upon him... My body frozen in place. The fear all to noticeable burning in my pools.


I remained speechless at this point, unsure of what to say. Hell I still didn't know if I was to be his next victim or not, lets face it I wasn't a very good judge of character. My orbs never left him, watching his every moment, taking in every bit of his physical characteristics as well. Just in case I needed them for reasons later. His musky aroma filling my nares as I inhaled deeply. He was easy on the eyes that's for sure. But my lord was he massive in size. It was a bit intimidating. Maybe he was so large because I was that darn small? I wanted to speak, to say something. But my words were caught in my throat. I just couldn't cough them out. 

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