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Post by Shadow on Apr 10, 2008 15:35:30 GMT -5
 [Fly¢¾]+.Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace...+The water rippled quietly in the night, and below the surface a fish silently sloshed about, swimming away as it caught site of something looking down on it. Light green eyes flickered, reflecting on the water's surface. The reflection the female saw was nearly repelling herself; a black face stared back at her, a hideous white scar running along the bridge of her sleek muzzle. A sigh admits from past her black lips, her facade blank of all but one expression; sadness. For if she couldn't catch his attention, then what could she accomplish in this world that heald any meaning at all? Pointed ears folded back daintily to her cranium, which lowered with something close to shame. Melancholy emerald gaze rolled skyward, meeting the moon's own gaze. A tear slid down her cheek, and she closed her eyes, swinging her muzzle downward as she crouched at the water's edge.
"And it feels like tonight.
I can't believe I'm broken inside.
Can't you see there's nothing that I wanna do,
But try to make it up to you?"
Vocals cracked with the last line, a steady flow of tears streaming down from her eyes, sliding down her long muzzle and dropping off her black nose, dropping to the water's surface and causing it to ripple.
"And it feels like tonight..."
The unusually small frame lifted suddenly and swung around in one fluid motion, taking agile steps away from the brook. Her padding brought her to the trunk of a tree, where she flung her bodice to the ground, fluffed tail curling between her hind legs. Eyes closed once more with a single flash of green. A choked-out breath is given, a shudder being sent through the runt's bodice.
"Tonight."+.She's all over the place.+---- status. Open - unless Dani wants to post with Zamor. other. Shitty, I know. +petsFly.+ she's got such a self-esteem problem. =o[/size] |
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Post by Candy! on Apr 14, 2008 19:58:55 GMT -5
 Pigeon
A small, runtish, 3 month old bodice, stumbled up next to Fly.
The bodice whimpered as she crawled into a shallow part of the brook, washing the blood off
of her gray coat. Finally she looked up to Fly and gasped, Who-o are y-you?[/color] |
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Post by Shadow on Apr 15, 2008 18:01:00 GMT -5
[Fly¢¾]
+.Take these broken wings and learn to fly.+
It wasn't until the splashing of someone else in the brook was heard that the female lifted her head, white chest marking becoming visible as she twisted her cranium around on her neck, muzzle thrust over her shoulder. Bright green optics glowed with sudden curiousity at the sight of a small gray she-wolf pup, washing the blood from its pelt. Ears pricked forward, and the runty adult turned slithered her bodice up to a stand and turned toward the cub, head lowering to a level below her shoulder blades. It was then that the pup looked up to her with a gasp, muttering out the simple question; who was she? Well, not so simple, now that the female thought about it. But now wasn't a time to contemplate such things - what the hell was a pup doing out ehre by itself? Being a fem with no pups of her own - though she wished to have some soon - her mothering instincts were kicking in, forcing to her pad a few paces forth, lowering to head to lock gazes with the small one. "My cursing is Fly. And you, little one? What is your name?" With that, Fly raised her head, black ears harking to any sounds that might come from the surrounding forests. But still, no signs of this pup's parents became apparent. "And better yet," she started, turning her muzzle back toward the youngin, "where are your parents?" |
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Post by Candy! on Apr 16, 2008 15:31:12 GMT -5
Feeling a bit better, she said, I am
Pigeon, and my dad is dead and I
haven't seen my mom in 2 mos. she
crawled out of the brook and sighed
I was taken by humans when I was
a month old, they studied, poked,
and even whipped me. They kept
me in a cage and when I was 'to
weak to keep' they let me loose
again, I could only remember
this place so, here I am. |
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