04-21-2019, 08:24 PM
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//Please wait for Arcy to post w/ Enkidu! Gracias!
It's the middle of a sunny day. The large maned male approached the railroad gate with an amused look in his sanguine irises and a Cheshire grin pulled at the edges of his maw. Hanging from both of his ears, were golden square earrings and a bronze necklace around his neck. Red markings, similar to tribal tattoos, started at his neck and ran down to his forelegs. His pelt was not the usual color you'd expect to find on a lion, nor on any other furred creatures. His pelt was almost entirely gold, apart from the red markings on his neck, chest and forelegs.The way the gold-pelted male held himself up, resembled the way a king would present himself in the public's eye. Honestly, he didn't believe that he could help it. After all, he had been a king once in his lifetime. It was such a shame, that the kingdom he had risen to be so great, had fallen centuries ago.
The demigod cast a look over his shoulder, his sanguine irises focusing on his companion, Enkidu, who followed closely behind. A genuine smile replaced his mischievous grin and he closed his eyes softly. "Enkidu, my friend, we have reached our new home, at last. I shall do the talking here. It shouldn't be hard to convince these mongrels to let us join. I've talked to many mortals over the centuries since we last spoke. They're all the same. They live short, pitiful lives."
It's the middle of a sunny day. The large maned male approached the railroad gate with an amused look in his sanguine irises and a Cheshire grin pulled at the edges of his maw. Hanging from both of his ears, were golden square earrings and a bronze necklace around his neck. Red markings, similar to tribal tattoos, started at his neck and ran down to his forelegs. His pelt was not the usual color you'd expect to find on a lion, nor on any other furred creatures. His pelt was almost entirely gold, apart from the red markings on his neck, chest and forelegs.The way the gold-pelted male held himself up, resembled the way a king would present himself in the public's eye. Honestly, he didn't believe that he could help it. After all, he had been a king once in his lifetime. It was such a shame, that the kingdom he had risen to be so great, had fallen centuries ago.
The demigod cast a look over his shoulder, his sanguine irises focusing on his companion, Enkidu, who followed closely behind. A genuine smile replaced his mischievous grin and he closed his eyes softly. "Enkidu, my friend, we have reached our new home, at last. I shall do the talking here. It shouldn't be hard to convince these mongrels to let us join. I've talked to many mortals over the centuries since we last spoke. They're all the same. They live short, pitiful lives."
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