Call of Darkness (Joining Thread)
Apr 19, 2017 20:46:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2017 20:46:27 GMT -5
Keiran
It was a blustery day. The sun did not demonstrate its face to send warmth to the grounds. Despite the fact that the breeze made it cool, the air was marginally thick, exceptionally muggy. Leafage of the many surrounding trees and bushes moved with the wind. Looking at them closely you could foresee the coming storm, due to the leaves being turned inside out. Trotting along through the forest, Kieran was on a mission. The evil wolf needed an evil place to call home. A place he could belong. Friends or allies who would not judge the darkness that poured from his soul. Possibly he could put his dull, savage musings to use for once. Could he fulfill his desires to join the evil pack Frigid Plague? Simply the name of the pack put a wicked, sly smile on his maw.
After much travel through countless foliaged trees, Kieran came to what seemed to be at some kind of border. As the small yet wise wolf came upon the border, a chill ran down his spine. He conjured a smile that contained more evil than before. Shaking out his dark, velvety black coat thoughts ran through his mind. ”I already feel at home, and I haven’t even crossed the line, let alone have I been excepted into this dimness that calls my soul.” With these thoughts, Kieran got as close as he could to the line that separated the pack from the outsiders. Head held high, the wolf called out to the leader of Frigid Plague. ”Leader of darkness, I call upon you for acceptance”
It was a blustery day. The sun did not demonstrate its face to send warmth to the grounds. Despite the fact that the breeze made it cool, the air was marginally thick, exceptionally muggy. Leafage of the many surrounding trees and bushes moved with the wind. Looking at them closely you could foresee the coming storm, due to the leaves being turned inside out. Trotting along through the forest, Kieran was on a mission. The evil wolf needed an evil place to call home. A place he could belong. Friends or allies who would not judge the darkness that poured from his soul. Possibly he could put his dull, savage musings to use for once. Could he fulfill his desires to join the evil pack Frigid Plague? Simply the name of the pack put a wicked, sly smile on his maw.
After much travel through countless foliaged trees, Kieran came to what seemed to be at some kind of border. As the small yet wise wolf came upon the border, a chill ran down his spine. He conjured a smile that contained more evil than before. Shaking out his dark, velvety black coat thoughts ran through his mind. ”I already feel at home, and I haven’t even crossed the line, let alone have I been excepted into this dimness that calls my soul.” With these thoughts, Kieran got as close as he could to the line that separated the pack from the outsiders. Head held high, the wolf called out to the leader of Frigid Plague. ”Leader of darkness, I call upon you for acceptance”
