Ruins Of Time
« on: July 20, 2012, 06:32:36 pm »
Welcome to .:True Bloods:. commission.
Things you should know before you read:
True bloods is a literate group of all types of canines. We are mapless, and semi-realistic. We have a rival pack, which are literate also, and a alliance. You can expect great things from joining. A role-play sample is required before you join, only to test your literacy level.Worshiping the all might god, Hunfres, a large crow with saber-teeth. We have always lived in the shadows with this mighty god. Until today. Hunfres has sent us to the mortal world, to live like most creatures would. To eat the way nature intended to. To live. Though, only two wolves where choosen to lead this pack of blood thirsty undead creatures. These wolves where known as Rott Tibrue Dighten, the Alpha male, and his lovelie partner, Roxxanne Ainsworthe. They now rule these vicious creatures in flourite plains. Awaiting for mammals like you to join them.
Along side their ruling, they have choosen Highlords. Also known as beta to most. These wolves where known as Casscorda, and Soundwave. Mercy-less killers of the True Bloods who seemed to earn Rott's trust. They are highly respect & well-known around the territory. Finding your own way.
Blood soaked your paws as you trekked through your once homeland. Now they lay in ruins, the trees, the beautiful green, lush grass. Is now burnt to a crisp. All that was. All that has ever been. Is now destroyed. How? How you say? War. The only thing thoughs two-legged killers know how to do. They did this to you. But... Why are your paws soaked with blood? Not only that... It's your families blood. "N-No...NO!" You scream as tears role down your pale cheeks. You hadn't eaten in days. Water is scarce. Theres literatly nothing here but dust & bodies of the dead. The dead... your family.. you did it. You killed them. It's all your fault! Picking up your pace, you wander onto the next hillside. Tumbling down, you realize that you have crossed a boundarie that your parents once forbidded you to go in. "..." Speechless, your gaze falls apon the haunted scene. Dead, darkening trees. With crows singing horadly into the air. Thick fog soon covers these dark lands. You gulp. Then step forwards. A crow sounds the alarm, suddenly groups of dark feathery creatures bolt out of thickness of trees & into the air. A screetch soons follow.
Running, you don't remember what just happened. Your paws are dry with blood, but your pelt is coated in the dark crimson liquid. While running, you hadn't noticed the one-passage. Now you are pinned against the rock wall, staring into the thicket of bramble & dense, dark fog. Hearing a snarl to the right of you, you burst into the woods. Top speed as crows from all direction fall into a continueus alarm call. Looking over your shoulder, you spot black figures chasing after you. They are gaining ground! "L-leave me alone!" You manage to shout between the crows. The shadowed figures look at each other, then dissapear. Their bright red eyes vanishing into the fog.
Safe. Your safe. Or, atleast you think you are. You slow down to catch your breath. They're gone? The crows had stoped, only the faint whistle of the wind remains. You look over your shoulder. Nothing. You look ahead into the woods. Nothing still. Gulping, you reluctantly step forwards until your paws are forcing you to walk. You can't smell any prey, nor any threats around you. Maybe you are safe after all...
A sudden gust of winds, & the crows are singing again. Their dreadful sqwaks peircing your ears. A force so strong, sends you collasping to the ground. Gasping for breath, you look up at your attacker. The wolf is sillouhetted against the moon. The dark wolf howls in triumph. You somehow hold in a yelp. The wolf is gonna kill you! Ask fangs meet your neck flesh, you hear a dark but reasuring voice. "Stop." The voice commands. At once the force is lifted off you. You can now see a dark, muscular wolf. Male by the looks of it, nod to the wolf who just let go of you. Savior! You want to thank the creature, but nothing comes from your mouth.
The male lowers his peircing gaze onto you. Like he is looking directly into your soul, & burning it with a intense fire. He looks at your paws. A small chuckle escapes him. Is he... laughing? Anger now whelps into your body. How dare he! "Come, loner. You have much to learn." His voice is low, and you can see his frame partly vanish into the thicket of trees. Should you follow? What fate might await you if you do? What will happen if you don't...Fate has sent you hear for a reason. Only you can choose if you want to join or not. Whisper Ruins Of Time in Feral-heart. We will work something out.
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