Post by lexis on Apr 4, 2006 18:11:59 GMT -5
The cursed banshee entered the realm. At first the Sun's glints made the bytch seem like a obsidian silhouette. But as the demoness moved so did the light's positioning on her, thus at times revealing her true bay of the darkest hue pigment. Now at first the vixen may just seem like any other charming fool faen, flirting and calling themselves a dark while they bow down to the stags and say "M'lord" and all that trash. No she was different, you could tell this mostly by her large spheres, unlike most they held something of pure darkness and evil. Something of total horror that one equiss cannot discribe, almost like a nightmare that you cannot get out of. A black hole basically. The dame was often times underestimated, so never let this be your downfall for the ones who had this plunge downwards had their blood lost and took their last breath with her triumphant smirk looking at their pitiful beings. Where had these equids gone wrong and misjudged the minx? The root was probally for assuming she was a mere pawn in a game of chess and would do their biddings at their call. Now although others had died for other reasons this was the main cause. Well for hellions who still hold interest in the hembra, welcome to her game.