�.Don't.Play.With.Fire.� -- ~Join~

Fury of the Flame

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Deadly Beauty
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A marching stygian death-bed.
Calm until ignited;
pouring out her wrath.
Beware of the tempation
to inhale of this poison.
Even radiation has a perfumed scent within.
Treading of the path
between the darkness and the light,
occasional eruptions giving one a fright,
but when the dust has settled
and the air around has cleared,
an angel resides to flesh that we live in;
feared.

Taunt Me� Fury of the Flame
Tease Me� Flame
Brand Me� Vixon
Birth Me� Egyptian Arabian
Torment Me� Four Summers
Stain Me� Stygian canvas
Roughened hooves strike 'gainst soft terra, parting emerald blades embroidered into th' topography as th' nigrescent vixen prances in. Inquisitive optics are cast 'round wildly. Her lucid tassels dance wit' th' whistling zephyrs whilst steady strides are made, though a destination cannot be discerned. She emits a shrill whistle, announcing her presence amongst th' others. Seemingly crafted visage is raised defiantly, daring for them to approach her untamed an' wily ways. Th' smoke-washed figurine pauses an' heightens 'pon her back pistons, violent daggers slicing th' air before her. Once powerful forelegs crash back down, pristine minx o' th' midnght sky stands placid on th' glebe wit' nares flared, auds swiveling, an' awaits acceptance into a cadre.