Post by zazarsangel on Dec 26, 2005 1:13:57 GMT -5
tears of crimson dripped slowly from flea-bitten legs. The legs of a large vixen pounded across fields and forests not even sure of where to head. A blue hue covered the sky above her. Beginning to tire the Fae halted, breathing hard and looking 'round her. The blood on her legs had now smeared and had clotted so only her left fore-leg was bleeding. Ace tossed her head in the air. She pawed her fore-leg at the hard ground, bringing her dial toward the now cut ground. She snorted and rose her head looking out around her once more.
