Post by .:Dark Angel:.:Sissy:. on Feb 1, 2006 21:51:59 GMT -5
The days lgiht was fading from the marroon sky above as night fall set. The nocternal creatures all scampered eager for the nights hunt from their hideouts, and the air was alive with the flying shape for winged animals. No large creaturs roamed the land, All was quiet as the hunt continued. But that was all soon to be ended...
Thump... Thump.........Thump... Thump......
The plodding sound continued on, repeating over and over it's errie tune. No shapes could be seen on this moonless night. Everythign was hidden by the darkness. But the sound.... (Thump... Thump.........Thump... Thump......) Continued growing louder and louder. It became distinguishable as hof beats, when suddenly they just stopped. Nothing more was heard around the small terra. As a dark cloud in the sky shifted slightly it revealed the full moon which had been hidden. This ghostly orb hovered high above, beaming down and extending it's light over the earths surface and right over the ebon figure that was an equine.
Ebon in hue, and tall for her breeding this Huntress was everythign you wished you coudl have. Beauty, grace, power, and speed, she coudl beat most stallions in battle. But she rarly ever fought darks. No, she had more fun torturing the idiotic lights that roamed the lands pathetically calling themselvs 'Lords of lands'. But this little deamon was on her own mission. A mission given to her by her dead father... a mission to seek revenge on that of which who had killed her family and herd. She was elegant yet beautiful, boiling hot with Arabian blood, but dispite her calm apperance she was known for a large attitude problem. No this little beast was not one to pick a fight with for if you did... you would almost surly lose. Welcome to the life of an Angel.... a Dark Angel at that.
Heaven's afraid of her, and Hell's afraid she'll take over
[/u] [/center][/color]Thump... Thump.........Thump... Thump......
The plodding sound continued on, repeating over and over it's errie tune. No shapes could be seen on this moonless night. Everythign was hidden by the darkness. But the sound.... (Thump... Thump.........Thump... Thump......) Continued growing louder and louder. It became distinguishable as hof beats, when suddenly they just stopped. Nothing more was heard around the small terra. As a dark cloud in the sky shifted slightly it revealed the full moon which had been hidden. This ghostly orb hovered high above, beaming down and extending it's light over the earths surface and right over the ebon figure that was an equine.
Ebon in hue, and tall for her breeding this Huntress was everythign you wished you coudl have. Beauty, grace, power, and speed, she coudl beat most stallions in battle. But she rarly ever fought darks. No, she had more fun torturing the idiotic lights that roamed the lands pathetically calling themselvs 'Lords of lands'. But this little deamon was on her own mission. A mission given to her by her dead father... a mission to seek revenge on that of which who had killed her family and herd. She was elegant yet beautiful, boiling hot with Arabian blood, but dispite her calm apperance she was known for a large attitude problem. No this little beast was not one to pick a fight with for if you did... you would almost surly lose. Welcome to the life of an Angel.... a Dark Angel at that.
Heaven's afraid of her, and Hell's afraid she'll take over
