Post by Shadow Purdin on Dec 25, 2009 1:34:55 GMT
So . . . Boring
Shadow idled at the shore, her whole presence shuttered as some random boy attempted to talk to her. A irritated grunt slipped out of her plump and bare lips. What was wrong with this twerp, he had no chance or even welcome, all Shadow desired was to phase. That was something that bothered her. The only way she felt any better was as a dog. "So as I was saying, your beautiful and I'm open." the punk finally said, his tone was all hurried as if she had been the one talking for 15 minutes straight. This just really pissed Shadow off. Her brown eyes got big and wide. Her spin was quivering and a burning white hot taste filled her mouth and replaced her tongue. "Hell No!!! Go away!! Your such a fugly little idiot!" she spat at him with acid in her voice. The boy was probably about 13, and he had big cow like eyes. He didn't cry or anything just stared and whimpered 'pregnant dog' as he ran away. If Shadow wouldn't of had to leave and change ASAP she would of hit him, hard. With a speed a top racer couldn't beat she lunged away from the dark sea that had been iced over. Finally she reached the cover of forest and jumped into the air, letting the heat dissolve her into a dense emotioned beast.
The small ivory she-wolf crept back and forth the lines of visible-to-people and lost in the woods. She had left her pretty outfit Kee bought in shreds of white and blue, along with the pair of boots that looked like someone had exploded in as well; all somewhere random. d**n it! Instead of saying it she growled a heavy scowl on her long and graceful face. I should learn to control that . . .
It was still the same boring only now she was running. The wind danced playfully with her fur as she galloped forward, her stride was a long stepy thing.
The small ivory she-wolf crept back and forth the lines of visible-to-people and lost in the woods. She had left her pretty outfit Kee bought in shreds of white and blue, along with the pair of boots that looked like someone had exploded in as well; all somewhere random. d**n it! Instead of saying it she growled a heavy scowl on her long and graceful face. I should learn to control that . . .
It was still the same boring only now she was running. The wind danced playfully with her fur as she galloped forward, her stride was a long stepy thing.
What she looked like today.
