03-22-2020, 09:16 AM
[glow=white,1,400]OPEN YOUR EYES UP , STEP IN THE RING ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
After the whole ordeal with Goldenluxury and her stillborn child (or rather, the scene Aphra caused herself, the oriental longhair had fled towards the lush forest that The Typhoon had reign over. The place was oddly soothing to her,
almost like a home she never had, so of course this was the first place her body took her as she ran off. Although blood still occasionally welled from her wounds, it was by no means bleeding as heavily as before. Aphra's face still felt numb however, and the demoness gritted her teeth. Rage slowly started to fill her mind as she walked along the undergrowth, claws subconsciously digging into the ground. Her beautiful face was now ruined thanks to that colorful ass bitch - Marina, whose name she didn't know.
Aphra slowly made her way towards a place in the forest that she found the most comfort; a place where a bunch of angel's trumpets grew. They weren't foxgloves by any means, but they were a favorite of hers. Beauty, but deadly. Just like me. They were known to be highly toxic and cause halluncinations, but Aphra strangely found comfort in them. Aphra settled next to the bush, trying to hide herself among the white flowers, and closed her eyes. She was just going to relax for now and go back to the main camp once a couple of hours went by; maybe then the heat would have settled.
[member=4834]samantha[/member] [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
almost like a home she never had, so of course this was the first place her body took her as she ran off. Although blood still occasionally welled from her wounds, it was by no means bleeding as heavily as before. Aphra's face still felt numb however, and the demoness gritted her teeth. Rage slowly started to fill her mind as she walked along the undergrowth, claws subconsciously digging into the ground. Her beautiful face was now ruined thanks to that colorful ass bitch - Marina, whose name she didn't know.
Aphra slowly made her way towards a place in the forest that she found the most comfort; a place where a bunch of angel's trumpets grew. They weren't foxgloves by any means, but they were a favorite of hers. Beauty, but deadly. Just like me. They were known to be highly toxic and cause halluncinations, but Aphra strangely found comfort in them. Aphra settled next to the bush, trying to hide herself among the white flowers, and closed her eyes. She was just going to relax for now and go back to the main camp once a couple of hours went by; maybe then the heat would have settled.
[member=4834]samantha[/member] [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
WELL, I GUESS I'LL MAKE MY OWN WAY !
bio ★ female ★ kingpin [leader] of coalition of the condemned ★ tags ★ have a litter with Aphra!