| Registered: | Sep 24, 2003 8:54 PM |
| ID: | 6468 |
| Title: | User |
| Name: | Sarah Wolf |
| Gender: | Female |
| Email: | [email protected] |
| Eem: | 1,004,474 |
| Pet choice: | Enslave |
| eeMail: | Send eeMail |
| Forum posts: | Forum posts |
| Achievements: | Member |
| Pets: | ShadowFirez, Jeremy, ForsakenSkyz, ForsakenDarkness, Revolutions, LAsDarkFireWolf |
| Shops: | DarkFire'sDownTown LA, J's Forsaken Treasures |
| Last seen: | 810 weeks, 2 days, 12 hours, 20 minutes ago |
| LA'sDarkFireWolf [/i] In a God forsaken place, there lives a pack, ruled by one leader. As the sun peaks, casting it's rays across a valley of rock and sand, the sounds of demonic growls echo over the mountains. This land, once teaming with life, ever so green, is now washed into the color of stone. The mountains are bare, nothing but stone, sand and dirt. The plains that connect the rocky out crops is nothing more than sectioned off areas of sand and dirt. Skeletons of trees rest out in the openness. And there on the largest outcrop of all, rests a wolfen figure. Her mahogany pelt matching her surroundings, ochre colored underbelly and umber patches -over her eyes and limbs,blend well over her form. Onyx ocelot markings rest from muzzle to tail. A wind picks up, causing her long, darker colored, mane and tail to pick up in the wind. Dancing. A pair of larger wings rest by her side, the other set, resting beneath. Her form is not dainty, like most females, but rather is built for speed, strength and endurance. Emerald eyes pierce at you from a distance, a snarl curling over her lips. Demanding to know why you come forth. Those that surround her | |