Post by caer on Dec 30, 2007 18:45:55 GMT -5
-Every so often, in an era there is that one being who is molded different. Others are frightened of the differences because they are the same. However, to some the differences may seem intriguing, making them want to approach. Those are the two split opinions of what others thought of this creature. From one extreme to the next, you could never escape her wrath. Which was quite unfortunate, because some thrived with her presence, and others diminished. Then that creature that created all the havoc sometimes-even fear himself or herself, in this case however that was not true. This being was not one to bathe in all of the insanity, she was better than that. And within the shadows she lingers…the one who can play with fates.
-Hooves connected with the surface momentarily as in silence the minx continued to trek on. Tiara was held high as if she was the owner of this area. Hell knows whoever told her she was not the queen would be in for quite a surprise. But she was always full of surprises. Ever since she had surprised Adrid, by being the mistake that had been born. However, thank the devil that she did not look at all like her momma except for her eyes that dwelled between a hazel shade and a smoky jade coloring. Her life was a joke, her condition was a joke, she herself-was a joke. But it was time to turn that around. No one would EVER think of her as nothing ever again. She would make a name for herself just as every single one of her ancestors before her had.
-She may not look like her dam, but there were quite a few similarities. However the difference was that Roo was sane, and planned on keeping it that way. There was no way she would be like Adrid, sucking in all that insanity. In other ways though after observing the two closely you would easily see how one acted as the other and somehow, in some ways they connected, even if they were unaware of that connection.
-And then suddenly ligaments stopped and if everything was thought to be calm, it was about to change. So the fun would begin! Occs narrowed as something had upset the unusual fae. With that back ligaments shoved off of the ground and the madness began. She bucked in a few circles as tiara twisted this way and that. Locks of darker coloring flowed evenly through the wind that Roo was creating as an unearthly sound emerged from her maw. Almost as quickly as it had come upon her, it left. Tiara dropped towards the ground and her sides heaved as deep breaths were taken. She had tried and tried to train herself out of the madness, but nothing ever worked. It seemed impossible to be able to have power over herself and it was just unfair! Then the cold got to her and almost took her breath away. A few shallow breaths were taken as if the atmosphere was excessively bitter to respire. Well that part was definitely true, it was like being surrounded by Death, and Lord knows Death is pretty damn frosty.
-So after the brief pause she started moving once again, sleek muscles could be seen with every step she took. She was concentrating on how to not try to attract more attention. Roo didn’t want the attention, Roo didn’t need the attention, and most definitely Roo did NOT thrive on the attention. Thriving on such things would be pointless and was quite disgusting. There were two things definitely not worth thriving on: 1) INSANITY 2) ATTENTION. Those were easy to come upon. Roo wanted something else. To belong.