05-31-2015, 02:27 AM
Femme's appendages slip and slide against loose terra, earsplitting cries slip from lips, ivories bared, milky whites of her orbs show panic. After eternity passes another is heard. Audits twitch stop diadem at the gentle voice. At first femme grunts, pushes knees against the loam, the rocks bloody them with Crimson taint. Fatale struggles but gets back to her flints, turning facade upon the silver hued mare. Orbs lighten, calming.
I didn't think any would find me.
Femme admitted even through bared whites. A pliable bicker slips her veivets as femme gets back to her flints, unsteady at first the loam trembles underneath. SoMe things splitting, the rocks dance and splutter and she hears the cracking. Wildly femme looks back up to Star and trembles. Then the other fatale drops down a tangle of green, dying but strong. She snaps at it with her ivories, holding the femme scrambles her flints scraping the terra wall. Crimson knees trickling down her raven appendages. Femme grips and continues to scrape the side, audits radar atop diadem hearing the cliff loosen and crumble underneath.
Please. Please help me
Femmes orbs glow with saline droplets. Panic and fear waves her form with perspiration. Flints score marks into the cliff terra as she scrambles half up, rearing on her haunches striking out for the ledge above. Frantically femme keeps hold of the vine.
I didn't think any would find me.
Femme admitted even through bared whites. A pliable bicker slips her veivets as femme gets back to her flints, unsteady at first the loam trembles underneath. SoMe things splitting, the rocks dance and splutter and she hears the cracking. Wildly femme looks back up to Star and trembles. Then the other fatale drops down a tangle of green, dying but strong. She snaps at it with her ivories, holding the femme scrambles her flints scraping the terra wall. Crimson knees trickling down her raven appendages. Femme grips and continues to scrape the side, audits radar atop diadem hearing the cliff loosen and crumble underneath.
Please. Please help me
Femmes orbs glow with saline droplets. Panic and fear waves her form with perspiration. Flints score marks into the cliff terra as she scrambles half up, rearing on her haunches striking out for the ledge above. Frantically femme keeps hold of the vine.