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Joined: Jun 2007 Posts: 3 Karma: 0 |  | .:A Challenge:. « Thread Started on Jun 25, 2007, 2:42pm » | |
Submerging from the woods, the bruja appeared through the icy fog, breaths taken by the sudden arrangment of the lands. Today, Masquerade would challenge the one called Nakeer, and redeam these lands for her own. Smirking upon the everglades, she had no time to bark at the skies, so for now, a howl of disobediance will construct itself. Smirk placed upon her mug as she gave off that threatening beat of the realms. Ivories bared as her crimpson fangs bellowed through her lower lip, showing off it's peircing whites.
Orbs gave the destained look of redeamation, where her monique structure blended in with the sods. Standing brod as she walked up the lands, one last howl of fret would rupture throughout herself, and give away her tempting sorrows. Hackles raised to the highest point, ivories bred, blood sucking creatures dropped, and orbs gave off a flaming structure, beckonging for Nakeer to submerge, and take her challenge. Placing herself steady as she awaited for the challenged, she wondered if Nakeer would shriek in fear, fight till death, or just fail at his own game...
Sadly, Masquerade believed in fighting till death, so if the fight is held, then death will submerge, unless the brute gives the land to her, or backs down during battle, either way, she will win the fight. If Masqierade must lose, it will be till death, and it will end her life. I am not one to toy with, Emotions of mine are not like they were... today they are of battle... tomorrow of love... thoughts bewildered as she awaited... the words krept aloud, but then died as she paced, ready for the fight... Ready to win...
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