Date Posted:22:33:35 07/08/01 Sun Author: Dark Victory Subject: s t a n d ((creative arnet I...*lol*))
Demonic fatale stands slightly away from the others. Finely chisled dial held high. Crescent nares flared, raven plume flagged elegantly. Dark orbs, a window to the inferno within. Ebon pelt gleaming in the fading light. Onyx hoof strike at the earth mercilessly, tearing the soft terra firma. Defiant snort is emmited. Auditives ever alert, muscles tense. Dark orbs miss nothing, young femme watches the herd. Dial tossed wildy, raven tendrils flickering in the breeze. Noticing the arrival of two new arrivals of whom she had not yet seen dial is turned.
