Post by Kalska - Shadded - Exorcism on Apr 20, 2006 20:34:46 GMT -5
two pairs of hovebeats filled the terrain. Banners were whipped in the wind. Two Gypsy Vanners were visible. Both femoras. Their audits pinned tightly to their skull as they raced eachother for a kill. It was all fun and games to them. They were still young and didn't know better. As Shadded won Kalska gave up her kill and ate the lush green grass. They waited for the right dark stag to come. They would have their choice.