*Setting: The night sky was like a blanket strewn across the morning sky as if tucking it in. The moons lit up the forest area and partially the village. Leaves were blown gently in the wind and the smell of Mudokons was in the air.
*Thump*
His feet hit the leaf ridden ground and his wings beat softly. The beast had found what he was looking for, but it was not what he had hoped. Infront of the large Dragon God stood a wooden statue, it towered over him, at least 8 or 9 foot and was of a Slig. A genetically enhanced Slig. Spider. Obitus grunted something as he stepped closer, running his claws over the fine craftsmenship. His breathing steadied as he stared.
Obitus: "Spiiiider..."
His words were a hushed whisper, his nostrils flaring as he said these words. His eyes scanned downwards and he noticed a small engraving.
'Spider was murdered and in the end so shall his murderers.'
He tilted his head, puzzled. Wondering how a beast such as Spider could stop him, a God, but not some crude murderers whom, he pressumed were nothing short of mortal. He shrugged this thought off, not caring too much. So long as his nemesis was dealt with he didn't care. Turning his back on the statue he beat his wings and leapt into the darkness. Disappearing with nothing more than the beating of wings...
***
*Setting: Under a small shrub lay a young Reptilian, he breathed gently. He was on his back, vulnerable to any potential threat, but that was highly unlikely. He was too well hidden to be noticed by potential predators and thus he was able to sleep easy. His tail twitched and he slowly opened one eye, his left eye. Growling he stood, not really caring for the thorns that were defending this shrub but intrigued by the sense of excitement that he was suddenly feeling. Gently he slipped out of the bush and shook himself off, the fatigue being cast aside also. He blinked and looked around...noticing the feeling was pushing himself into a certain direction. It was as if he couldn't control what he was feeling, as if it was dragging him into a Vortex of pleasure. Gently he took a step in the Easterly direction, moonlight hitting his back and reveling in his scales. Another step was taken. And then he procceeded walking, his mind filled with this feeling, his senses subdued and his heart pumping wildly. He was venturing into the unknown and it was thrilling him...*
Useful Links
The harsh bite of Defeat...(RPG)
Purity...(RPG)
Encased...(RPG)
The gaping mouth of Insanity...(RPG)
Unfortunate encounter...
Graced...(See Chapter 11)
(OOC: If some of you want to know more about Injin just say. I believe thats all of my links and before anybody points it out, im Zoolag. Thankyou.)