04-24-2022, 04:00 PM
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[sup]© tikki[/sup]YOU SHOULD HAVE LEARNED BY NOW - I'LL BURN THIS WHOLE WORLD DOWN!
The sun slowly sets on the western horizon, painting the sky a myriad of warm tones. Kold sits by the Nile, tail skimming over the sands. Her black paw is raised, turned slightly upward, with a gentle red flame dancing on it. Her wings are partially extended, their thumbs planted firmly into the damp and mildly red sands.
Her face is that of an eerie, yet peaceful, calm. Watching the Nile and paying little attention to the flame that dances to and fro on her claws. But eventually her eyes direct themselves to her paw. Specifically, the lack of a scar there. And she realizes that her neck is warm, not affected by a cool breeze.
A thoughtful hum leaves her, but she redirects her eyes to the ever flowing Nile.
[member=18043]JORMUNGAND[/member]
Her face is that of an eerie, yet peaceful, calm. Watching the Nile and paying little attention to the flame that dances to and fro on her claws. But eventually her eyes direct themselves to her paw. Specifically, the lack of a scar there. And she realizes that her neck is warm, not affected by a cool breeze.
A thoughtful hum leaves her, but she redirects her eyes to the ever flowing Nile.
[member=18043]JORMUNGAND[/member]
Kold Darcia Ní Broin - Pitt - Marauder