Post by Nightshades Whispers on Jan 13, 2007 23:18:03 GMT -5
Whispers walked through the valley. The dead smells lifting themselves to her paperthins. The greed of the vultrues circled above her. THinking an easy meal. Whipser was a true dark, not to be taken lightly. She stepped elegantly but dangerously over the broken and scragled rocks. Down to a tainted water. The black tarry surface inviting her in. She stepped lightly onto the water and her hooves vansished into the substance. Crossing the obstacle. Whisper continued wlaking. Her facade holding no emotion. Her orbs wandering around her. Her feet glowing form her stockings. She came across the claiming lands like she knew she owuld. Nightshades Whispers didn't go in though. SHe walked aroun the edge and came to a halt on the other side. Her feet the only sign of something there. She waited.
