Take This Life... //Open//

[.: Hades :.]

The demon wandered over his ivory lands, driven by the dull boredom knawing at his inners. Occulars were obscured by his matted ebony dreads, covering his pools. His breath left his nares in clouds of carbon, bursts that proved to many the demon was alive. Protruding annexs were snapped tightly against his barrel. Halting under the skeletal branchs of an oak, the hellion lowered his cranium, jawline parting as dentals ripped through the emralds, the dull taste of vegetation poisoning his gullet.

Venemous looks were cast over his terrain, scanning for any signs of life. The faint scent of life crossed Hades adenoids, his attention twisting towards it. Finally... he thought, stretching out his limbs. Breaking into a silent duo beat the stag followed the stench of the living. Occulars located the movement of a few deer in close proximity. A deviant smirk crossed his labrums as he dragged his hoof over the ice crystals that cracked under foot. The cervidæs rose their heads, breaking into a fleeting lope. The chase was on.

Unfolding his annexs, the beast rose into the atmosphere, his aileron beating the carbons around him, allowing him to rise steadily. Hades could see the whole of Solemn Valley from this viewpoint, his pools landing on the deer once more. Folding his wings in, he plumetted downwards, his jawline parting as protruding dentals snapped into the neck of a elder stag. The rest of the herd fled in fear, leaving the demon to his feast. The blood dripped from his jaws as he ripped into the jugula of the stag. Claret fluids entered his own streams, revitalising his own energy levels. There would be little left on the buck's carcass before dawn tomorow, but Hades was nearing his fill. Releasing a death call into the atmosphere, he awaited for any near thestrals to join him for such an extravigant meal.

[/color][/blockquote]

[calypso]

Charity, now that's an ugly word. It lingered, a bad taste on my tongue even when it had gone unspoken. As a loner for the most part I was not one to be subject to the social confines of others. I made rules, and those that attempted to impose rules upon me were just there for me to play with. There was never any concern within my mind about the consequences, and I never honestly paid attention to the lawmaker itself. It was all a game to me. A joke. Life ought to be enjoyed, and while the rest floundered about I was the one taking the chances, rolling the dice and doing what was necessary to be....oh...what's that word again, oh yeah - A W E S O M E . I was awesome. As in...way awesome. An ear bludgeoning screech woke me to reality once more and I blinked slowly, almost ghoulishly in response to this interloping chime.

What exactly did he want? Was he just bellowing because he could? Maybe it's a she. A very...very...butch she. There was that possibility. At which point I would have to giggle endlessly or at least until conversation called for a cease fire. Lobes descended and yet I still trudged in the general direction of this being, curiosity killed the cat and in this case I would be the one answering to "Mittens". The moment I spotted it, towering over his prize I smirked - lazily at first before it grew more developed and pronounced. Silly boy. "What do we have here?" I questioned, feigning naiivety at this point.