Post by ashley314 on Jan 9, 2007 18:46:47 GMT -5
Large flints hit the ground with such force that cracks began to form under him. Black tassels whipped harshly against his serpentine, as charcoal orbs looked over the land he wished was his. In a matter of minutes it would be. Muscular stilts carried the brutes, well toned bode smoothly about the terra. Skull was held high in dominance as he roamed the land. Once in a suitable spot, the handsome mutt reared up on his haunches. Razor sharp daggers pawed the air violently, as his blood-stained ivories chomped at the air aggressively. Vocal cords produced a ringing, screaming howl that echoed through the whole land and miles out of it. Now it was his. Blade's.