JADED |Open, Power Discovery|

  • ENTROPY REIGNS SUPREME IN MY HEAD !

    Lokie was frustrated, and hurt, and fucking pissed. Her fathers marriage was transforming into dust, half were siblings were fucking dead or missing- this was bullshit.

    Today Lokie stood at the three graves her father had made for Ivory, Snow and Val. Anger seethed from her, Snow wasn’t dead- papa wasn’t dead! How fucking dare he? How dare he!

    As the anger bubbled up in her she felt a strange sensation of sudden heat surge through her, fueling her anger. "They arent fucking dead you lunatic!" She suddenly erupted, her eyes flashing with a newfound feeling of power fueled by rage, as she turned to leave she felt something spark inside of her, and the spark turned into flames that dashed across her pelt, making a fire coat of sorts as it danced and burned along her flank, strangely it didn’t bring any pain to her, only empowerment as she embraced the flames, letting it pour from her paws and seethe along the ground for a moment before the dampness brought it to smoke. What was this?

    [IC opinions on Viper she’s just an angry babe ;-;]


    tags | "speech"

    SHE RISES LIKE THE BLOOD MOON

    Female + Dark Dynasty + Penned by Peachy

  • HOPE IT'S JUST A PAINFUL DREAM — 1004 — tags


    Anger positively flares in a place just beyond from where they are walking and the pale feline freezes, eyes staring to where the raging emotions originate from. A shudder runs through them and they pray that nothing terrible would come out of this. They really should check out what was happening (but their paws felt stuck on the ground, and really all they wanted to do was to turn around and either run or pretend they noticed n̢O͜t̕h̢i̶Nģ) but... Ears drawing back as the acrid tang of smoke reaches them, they wince slightly before, against their own wishes, push themselves to investigate. Tiny orbs of light flicker around them, almost reflecting their uncertainty, they from a little when they see Lokelani. And the fire. Oh. "C-could you... always um... fire?" They call hesitantly, unsure if the younger actually had the fire under control or if it was raging in response to her emotions (like their's did a lot).

    TURNED INTO RUINS, OUR MEMORIES INTO ASHES

    CRUMBLED SAND CASTLE, WHO'S A LIAR?

    INFORMATION ALL OPINIONS IC RPED BY ~KRYSTALKOOL~

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