Post by Kiroro {D.evil's A.dvocate} on Jul 26, 2007 22:34:50 GMT -6
Kiroro quietly trod on the diamond-white sand as the moon began to peek from behind the clouds that were her velvety stage curtains. The curling waves crashed ashore with the fury of an angry, wild beast and the stars shone brightly through the clouds, shining such as emeralds do.
Kiroro lifted her black muzzle to the sky and throughout this land rang a cry of despair as the wind carried this sound as a mother does a sleeping babe. Swift, but gentle. Silent, yet fearsome. This was the cry of a wolf, who was cast from her falling empire like an unworthy peasant.
Once, her pelt shone beautifully, like the silken thick pelt of a fox, yet still distinguished were her ever so stunning wolf features. Her eyes burned with hatred and fire, yet they remained deep and mysterious.
Kiroro, once again ever so alert to her surroundings, lowered her muzzle to the ground and walked towards the beaming waterline. She turned over seashells that gleamed into the night like fallen stars. She lay at the waters edge, breathing in the sweet, salty smell of the sea, as her mind wandered for a bit.
Kiroro lifted her black muzzle to the sky and throughout this land rang a cry of despair as the wind carried this sound as a mother does a sleeping babe. Swift, but gentle. Silent, yet fearsome. This was the cry of a wolf, who was cast from her falling empire like an unworthy peasant.
Once, her pelt shone beautifully, like the silken thick pelt of a fox, yet still distinguished were her ever so stunning wolf features. Her eyes burned with hatred and fire, yet they remained deep and mysterious.
Kiroro, once again ever so alert to her surroundings, lowered her muzzle to the ground and walked towards the beaming waterline. She turned over seashells that gleamed into the night like fallen stars. She lay at the waters edge, breathing in the sweet, salty smell of the sea, as her mind wandered for a bit.
