Post by WHITE TIMBER on Jul 5, 2015 13:20:11 GMT -5
her perfume was stale, which was disheartening. but i wouldn't ever give up, as if possessed by this demon to overcome her in every way possible. oh, daddy's little girl would embrace me one day. and hopefully, soon. but i could wait - i would be patient for her. mulling thoughts coaxed a sly smile to creep upon carmine painted lips as i meandered my way through the foliage. eloquent stature was advanced at a brisk quad beat, each paw cast forth was sound and expertly placed. another strange world, another strange place. oh silly bird! i'd follow her to the ends of the earth if i had to. crimson lenses observed every aspect of my surroundings as i embarked, ebony coat hardly mixing in well with my surroundings. but i would advance as quietly as i possibly could, for what if she lurked near? i'd surely smell her, but in case she'd found a way to evade me, i'd take every precaution i could. a man on a mission, you could say. carmine markings hardly tribal though hardly unoriginal, painting me in such a way, it would seem i was birthed from hate and hell fire.
"come out come out wherever you are," profound, temperate tones voiced inwardly, as irises glided from one side of the forestry to the other, sweeping a web of vision as far as it'd go. would she get caught? what would get caught in my web? this black widower was ready for something to sink his deadly fangs into, ready to suck the blood from the weak and helpless. come, sammie girl, squirm in my web and writhe in my approach. scream in my attempts, howl in my ravage. one day. one day soon.
"come out come out wherever you are," profound, temperate tones voiced inwardly, as irises glided from one side of the forestry to the other, sweeping a web of vision as far as it'd go. would she get caught? what would get caught in my web? this black widower was ready for something to sink his deadly fangs into, ready to suck the blood from the weak and helpless. come, sammie girl, squirm in my web and writhe in my approach. scream in my attempts, howl in my ravage. one day. one day soon.