[mature] Crown of Bone and Thorn [Carnage]

[Kreed]

Today I drift without a defined purpose.  It wasn't something I did often, not lately anyhow.

My awkward feathered wings hold tight against my body.  They look almost out of place on a creature such as myself.  Even though they were a genetic trait of my lineage, I find them cumbersome and unsightly.  My preference of travel has always been walking the earthly terrain.  It is here where I find my pleasure; where I find their pain.

As I reach the forests edge my silver eyes peer into the cloaked darkness the canopies provide.  It is a welcome sight and I slip into it with ease.  The stillness -the quiet- is soothing, like a mother's lullaby.  Well, not my mother.  She abandoned me as a child, I digress in thought for only a moment.

My steps are light but commanding as are any of my kind.  I have left The Chamber without purpose but that didn't mean I wouldn't find one...

Kreed

Crown of Bone and Thorn

Carnage IC removal of wings.  Permission given for powerplay >:}