Post by umbre0lupus on Mar 14, 2011 14:01:05 GMT -6
The clouds rolled overhead, each threatening to produce a thunderclap at any given moment. The winds were beginning to stir among the grass covering the hills of the region, whispering thoughts of storms and impending doom.
These were the days Kyofu loved the most. Her wings, full of air, beat against the wind with driving force as she danced and dove, inhaling the cold air of the coming tornado. This was her land.
Packs, in her experience, were highly overrated. When needed the most, they always turned against you. Of course, she knew her exile had been her own fault, but no one back home ever understood her point of view. Or her temper.
But at long last, Kyofu had finally found a place that seemed to have been created just for her. She cared little that the territory was governed by the Giaku; as long as she was allowed to occupy the land in peace, that was all that mattered to her.
Her pure white coat seemed brighter in the dimming light, her crimson markings glowing with fire. At long last she landed upon the highest peak, a large hill that overlooked the entire province. The wind whipped through her fur and through the trees, but this was why Kyofu was here. This was her home, and no one would be able to exile her from it now.
These were the days Kyofu loved the most. Her wings, full of air, beat against the wind with driving force as she danced and dove, inhaling the cold air of the coming tornado. This was her land.
Packs, in her experience, were highly overrated. When needed the most, they always turned against you. Of course, she knew her exile had been her own fault, but no one back home ever understood her point of view. Or her temper.
But at long last, Kyofu had finally found a place that seemed to have been created just for her. She cared little that the territory was governed by the Giaku; as long as she was allowed to occupy the land in peace, that was all that mattered to her.
Her pure white coat seemed brighter in the dimming light, her crimson markings glowing with fire. At long last she landed upon the highest peak, a large hill that overlooked the entire province. The wind whipped through her fur and through the trees, but this was why Kyofu was here. This was her home, and no one would be able to exile her from it now.