10-05-2018, 08:17 PM
leisure was a thing rarely explored by the twin lambs. yet as they lay under the shade of the fortress, moribund found it.
here, they are safe from the scorching heat of the desert they call home in. the endomorphic lamb has been let free by their master to wander around the fortress, cloven hooves clicking against cool stone as the two trot and plod along, aimlessly.
the collar hangs heavy around their neck; moribund's appearance unkept. scabs hidden beneath dark, curly fur now turned brittle. and two sets of molten eyes watching warily from hooded lashes.
// sorry for the trash opening [member=1180]Rocky.[/member]
here, they are safe from the scorching heat of the desert they call home in. the endomorphic lamb has been let free by their master to wander around the fortress, cloven hooves clicking against cool stone as the two trot and plod along, aimlessly.
the collar hangs heavy around their neck; moribund's appearance unkept. scabs hidden beneath dark, curly fur now turned brittle. and two sets of molten eyes watching warily from hooded lashes.
// sorry for the trash opening [member=1180]Rocky.[/member]
[glow=grey,2,300][abbr=the pitt, 9 moons old, black sheep, slave]･ﾟ✦ —— tags[/abbr][/glow]
[align=center][div style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family: arialblack; 1px;"]CONSTANTLY CONSUMING , CONQUER AND DEVOUR[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:.1.5;color:black;font-family:arial;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:-2px"]THE PITT —— 9 MOONS ･✦——TAGS