02-07-2019, 03:05 AM
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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a while would pass before the sand shifted close to the male, what could have passed for a sand dune slowly falling apart in a rush of sand and grains of dirt. a long serpentine body would free itself from the piles of sand, slithering slowly as the sun caught on the being's body, glancing off the bright patches and gleaming dully on old scales. a pair of pale blue eyes would slowly open, a pair of long red backward facing horns would emerge from a wild blonde mane of fur. before the male, had been a napping oriental dragon, their sinuous body twining through the sand.
"hello machiavelli. welcome to the territory of the rosebloods, i am bai shi, third in power. are you looking to join our ranks?" the wolf would be met with a voice that sounded like sand itself, raspy and dry from lack of use and lack of hydration. they blinked their eyes, eyelids sliding in a serpentine way. blowing out a breath through the nose, their whiskers twitched as they raised their head from the ground to get a better look at the male upon the border.
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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a while would pass before the sand shifted close to the male, what could have passed for a sand dune slowly falling apart in a rush of sand and grains of dirt. a long serpentine body would free itself from the piles of sand, slithering slowly as the sun caught on the being's body, glancing off the bright patches and gleaming dully on old scales. a pair of pale blue eyes would slowly open, a pair of long red backward facing horns would emerge from a wild blonde mane of fur. before the male, had been a napping oriental dragon, their sinuous body twining through the sand.
"hello machiavelli. welcome to the territory of the rosebloods, i am bai shi, third in power. are you looking to join our ranks?" the wolf would be met with a voice that sounded like sand itself, raspy and dry from lack of use and lack of hydration. they blinked their eyes, eyelids sliding in a serpentine way. blowing out a breath through the nose, their whiskers twitched as they raised their head from the ground to get a better look at the male upon the border.