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Post by anthrax on May 30, 2012 11:12:47 GMT -5
Toxic orange stained the skies, splashes of rose cloud tampering with the sickly evening sky while sapphire began to overtake the endless platform behind him. He often favoured this time of night, twilight was well on its way and the sun was beginning to make its decent, making way for the waning moon that would soon take its place. The lands where still dimly lit, shadows more dominant now which suited the hellion just fine.
Like something out of a strange horror film the male crept like a ghost upon the lands, his movements where soundless and his coloring was venomous. Amethyst and emerald tendrils stood out against the natural colors of the lands, the browns, the greens and the greys. Unlike his surroundings Anthrax was far from dull to set eyes upon. Sleek feline like figure drifted with easy lithe foot falls, mood washed socks barely registered against the earth as he followed the contours of a claimed kingdom.
Vigilant jaded lanterns continuously surveyed the area while large sentinels of obsidian and violet swivelled atop an impressive crown. Tendrils that once were smooth now danced and swayed with the wind that lightly lifted each individual hair in a gentle caress. His muzzle twitched with the scents of the assumed alpha of the lands while jagged colored tongue lashed out against the winds to taste of what he could smell much like a serpent.
A hiss danced free of the young male, his figure straightening as he scavenged the borders of the lands, his own scent trailing after him and antagonising anything that wanted to take note of his appearance. Banded tail rose from his ankles, gracing the air with its lustrous presence and swaying about in a slow wag. He had no good reason for being here, he simply grew bored, the world seemed so mundane and in all honesty he was even starting to feel lonely. In moments where a wolf grew bored there was but one solution, either find someone to harass or explore the world he was still so ignorant of.
And being that there were no wolves in sight that he knew of he opted for some exploration, today being to explore the size of Crosul’s pack territory. Ever careful to not step over the invisible barrier Anthrax continued on his coy mission, feline like talons extending and gripping the loam beneath as he floated about as if on an aimless journey.
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