Post by Lyrikitty on Dec 12, 2008 21:11:57 GMT -5
I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, light a cigarrette.
He wants a fight well now he's got one, and he ain't seen me
Crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a ragdoll,
Does that sound like a real man?
~*Kisa\\//Sylvith*~
Sylvith lifted her head carefully, making sure it remained over water so thatif by chance the girl were to fal she would not be harmed, and curved her neck, bringing her head around to her shoulder, to the joint of her wing. How much easier that was, compared to trying to clamber up the side of the dragon.
Kisa scowled, watching as Sylvith gave the newly Searched candidate aide, and effectively let her winn the little race. Not matter, it had all been in fun, and with a chuckle, she pulled herself the rest of the way, to sit herself behind Iaineon her dragon's neck. "You might want to hold on dear, Sylvith can be a bit rough." As soon as the words were out, the Snow shoved herself off the ground and swept her wings down, the lurching movement, familiar to Kisa, still snapped her head back slightly, and her legs tightened their grip, while one hand looped around Iaine's waist to secure her.
They hung for but a moment, until Sylvith's great pinions had pulled them higher and they were gliding above the ground, headed for the Hold that sprawled ahead of them. From this veiw, few things in life could appear unattractive, everything held a charm of it's own,
Word Count: 311
Character: Kisa of Sylvith
Notes: TT-TT This is a really bad post, but my muse is being a witch right now. If you need more, I can give it a shot.
Wait by the door, light a cigarrette.
He wants a fight well now he's got one, and he ain't seen me
Crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a ragdoll,
Does that sound like a real man?
~*Kisa\\//Sylvith*~
Sylvith lifted her head carefully, making sure it remained over water so thatif by chance the girl were to fal she would not be harmed, and curved her neck, bringing her head around to her shoulder, to the joint of her wing. How much easier that was, compared to trying to clamber up the side of the dragon.
Kisa scowled, watching as Sylvith gave the newly Searched candidate aide, and effectively let her winn the little race. Not matter, it had all been in fun, and with a chuckle, she pulled herself the rest of the way, to sit herself behind Iaineon her dragon's neck. "You might want to hold on dear, Sylvith can be a bit rough." As soon as the words were out, the Snow shoved herself off the ground and swept her wings down, the lurching movement, familiar to Kisa, still snapped her head back slightly, and her legs tightened their grip, while one hand looped around Iaine's waist to secure her.
They hung for but a moment, until Sylvith's great pinions had pulled them higher and they were gliding above the ground, headed for the Hold that sprawled ahead of them. From this veiw, few things in life could appear unattractive, everything held a charm of it's own,
Word Count: 311
Character: Kisa of Sylvith
Notes: TT-TT This is a really bad post, but my muse is being a witch right now. If you need more, I can give it a shot.