Something Angry This Way Comes

[DecoLamb 959]

It was dark, the moon and stars blotted out by the thick canopy above. Vines swung slowly, crickets chirping and frogs croaking softly. The night-time birds sang out now and again, the low rumble within the skies still not noticed. A soft rustling of leaves spread along, the barely audible padding of tiny paws against the earth. A snake hissed, wriggling along quickly into a pile of moss-covered stone. A lean shape cast a long shadow, a blue gleam in the darkness.

A glint of gold flashed out, hooked claws gouging deeply into a nearby tree as the figure moved on, low to the ground. A thick, overgrown mane flowed over thin shoulders, burrs and twigs clinging to the coarse hide. The figure moved on, a low growl coming forth now and again, drowned out by the deepening grumble of thunder above.

Slowly, the form climbed up the rubble, tiny paws shoving over bits of crumbling stone. An ear flicked forward then back, bloodied muzzle curling downward in a displeased snarl from the picked-clean ruins.

“Filthy. Dirty. Bad. Wrong. Isnae' good. Bluudeh carpets.”

The figure reared back for a moment to two legs, a pink nose sniffing at the air before another low growl echoed out. The beast dropped down, mumbling to itself in a distorted dwarvish tone.

“Gunnae kill 'em.. Gunnae kill 'em all. Took me kit, they did.”

Slowly, each paw moving with a calculated deliberation, as if each step had to be in a specific spot, the figure moved upward. Lighting cracked above, flashes of bare scared skin showing across the spotted hide. Eventually reaching the peak as the rain finally began to torrent down, standing before the old ruined throne.

“Ya gunnae pay. The carpets and yerself. Ah'll teach ye wot 'appens ta traitors like ye..”

The figure stood for a long moment before padding forward, dragging itself upon the old throne and turning to sit, legs folded beneath with paws upon the cushion. The rain dripped down the messed fur, water beading upon long white whiskers.

"..'ere comes tha bride.. all dressed in white..."

[Faerthurin 3]

[[someone's screwed~]]

[Wretched 2075]

(( Well sh**.... ))

[The Media Wizard 2958]

*thinks*

Traitor?

Bloody Muzzle?

*pees a bit*

[Wheatley 24]

(( *comes back from lunch, checks the forums, and spits out his soda*

D...Deco's back?))

[Kirrekith 80]

((Kirrekith's first Kha friend, shame he is in need of healing/saving xD and wb deco, I missed your RP :3 ))

[ShadowoKing 86]

((What a shock, welcome back and looks to me someone is in trouble))

[Praetor 1550]

((Welcome back! Maybe il have an intrestjng twist to zakars rp before he dies!))