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Hell on Earth is Fun // RHOWAN, LILITH
Posted 06-10-2017, 07:13 PM |
Elizabeth
Rogue
Female, 2.75
Meso-fighter
33 in, 118 lbs
0 ep
© Mkohy
She slithered in the cold, her body covered in muck, no care for appearance. Her only worry was the chilled air which hung harshly in her throat. She was starting to have a hard time breathing, though it wasn't too bad yet. Elizabeth despised winter, if only for her breathing. Being in the mire wasn't helping but she wasn't ready to move, she was tired, and needed to breathe. She focussed on that. In and out, nice and slow, steady. She should've taken some mint and dried it for the winter, but she hadn't and she felt foolish for not doing so. Fuck it, she couldn't turn back time, all she could do was lay down and take a deep breath.


has withered to a stalk.


LilithRhowan baddddddddd starter but like ye

Elizabeth is rated Mature.










Posted 06-10-2017, 08:08 PM |
Earth
Rhowan
Earth Scout
Male, 3.00
Meso-runner
38 inches in, 97 pounds lbs
050 (000) ep
© Jacen

Once again he had found himself within the muck of the Mire. It had become a guilty pleasure of his. Never having been one to hold to the normality of remaining clean and fresh for others, he almost enjoyed the feeling of the muck squishing between his toes and clinging to his fur. He looked the part already, being a chocolate beast, so why not just add to the color of his already muddy fur? A gentle smirk traced his lips as he trudged through the mud and muck as his tail swayed loosely behind him. Exploring had become one of his favorite things since coming to these new lands. Everything was so lush and alive with magic and power. It was something he didn't think he would ever tire of learning. He stops for a moment, and takes a long breath of the chilled winter air. It was annoying, the cold, but he could deal with it if meant learning more about the surrounding area. He continued on, slowly, and only stopped again when he heard the breathing of another wolf. He watched the fog roll and toil around the Mire, searching for some sign of the unknown that was somewhere near him.


speak easy, the earth hears all

Lilith Elizabeth










Posted 06-11-2017, 05:28 AM | This post was last modified: 06-11-2017, 05:29 AM by Lilith
Fire (Site Helper)
Lilith
Fire Warrior
Female, 1.75
Endomorph
33 in, 122 lbs
57 ep
© Renee
She, unlike them, was comfortable. Winter would be naturally harder on those wolves who lived in the desert, who bore the beautiful, fiery pendent of Akako. The past few weeks she had been recovering, though her fractured ankle had been healed successfully, there is still a touch of a noticeable limp that would perhaps never fully vanish, but it would not be a hindrance either. During this time, she had taken to learning more about her abilities, the magic she may eventually cast - would she be great some day? A curious thought, having mastered the most basic power of them all - heat. It kept her body comfortable, riddled in warmth as if she were nestled in a bundle of blankets. She can feel her heartbeat grow just a touch more sporadic, but the blonde has learned to quell the side affects. The mire had suffered some noticeable damage from a flood, everything appeared to be bogged down and wet. Mother Nature at her finest, really. A breath withdraws, stout legs propelling the brunt of her body forward in a steady pace as the smell of two others begin to encase her, the grime between her toes much like tacky glue as ebony ears shift forward as twilight eyes study the new land she’d entered and after a moment or two, indifference is all she would feel. It’s as the fire bitch moves further that the soil has obtained more moisture than before, beginning to pull the standing figure of another, hazed away by the fog. A slow approach is made, which is when the discovery of Elizabeth laying on the wretched ground. “….so, whatcha doing,” ultimately, she decides to approach the she-wolf on the ground. Lilith would wait for the male to approach them, she was busy, after all.

Elizabeth Rhowan


credit @RussianBlues of DA.
recolored by Kiwi.










Posted 06-15-2017, 08:20 AM |
Earth
Rhowan
Earth Scout
Male, 3.00
Meso-runner
38 inches in, 97 pounds lbs
050 (000) ep
© Jacen
( gentle bump for Elizabeth :3 )










Posted 06-17-2017, 08:58 PM |
Elizabeth
Rogue
Female, 2.75
Meso-fighter
33 in, 118 lbs
0 ep
© Mkohy
Sorry muse has been fuddly.



Her ears perked as she became aware of others near. the fog stopped her sight from being it's best but she could still hear and smell, though with all the muck it was a bit harder. Not that it mattered, a female had came to show herself. Elizabeth finds her inquire ridiculous but says nothing about her opinion about that. "Breathing, it's hard, especially here... Am I in your way?" Her voice is level, calm, not meant to be harsher than a mouse's whisper. She was just curious about why she was being spoken to if it was simply for leisure or for reason. Not that it mattered much to her, she was feeling slightly social. Which was amazing as usually she would have much rather been alone. As she laid occupied she didn't notice the other presence, not yet at least.

has withered to a stalk.




LilithRhowan

Elizabeth is rated Mature.










Posted 06-18-2017, 05:51 PM |
Earth
Rhowan
Earth Scout
Male, 3.00
Meso-runner
38 inches in, 97 pounds lbs
050 (000) ep
© Jacen

Despite the cold the Mire was beginning to be a comfort for him. It was so close to the Jungle ruins but just far enough away for him to have his own place to escape to. As much as he had wanted to have time to himself he wasn't upset that others had also seemingly decided to explore the muddied pits of the Mire. He stood there watching the exchange between the two females, one of them a teenager. Should he interrupt? Did they know each other? The younger one, who bore a ruby gem, seemed to speak as a friend, but there was nothing else to signify that they knew each other. The older female didn't wear any necklace. His curiosity piqued he finally moved forward from the brush. His toes squished in the damp mud, his fur was caked with other grim and muck from his exploration of the swamp. He was camouflaged as the mud matched his chocolate fur near perfectly. He cleared his throat and hoped that he had not caught either of them off guard. His curious twilight gaze shifted fromt he two females and then to the younger one's ruby necklace. Forgetting the courtesy of introducing himself he quickly questioned the younger girl. "What pack are you from? I have never seen that necklace before." Rhowan's curiosity was painfully obvious as his lips twitched and curled into a smirk. It was then, as he looked between the two girls again, that he remembered manners for at least a split moment. "I hope I'm not intruding. I'm Rhowan. Of the Gaia." He would keep his rank his own business. Again his twilight gaze looked between the two females, that grin never leaving his face.


speak easy, the earth hears all

Lilith Elizabeth










Posted 06-20-2017, 02:44 PM |
Fire (Site Helper)
Lilith
Fire Warrior
Female, 1.75
Endomorph
33 in, 122 lbs
57 ep
© Renee
Lilith is not as cold and calloused as some may think, she does not take completely after her father which is one of many reasons why she had been discarded from the family. It meant little to her, it was just a fucking name, really A sigh leaves her lips at the woman's retaliation, brows lifting in meager interest as she takes a few steps closer, but still offers her plenty for comfort. "Why're you having problems breathing?" the blonde woman inquires, but she is briefly distracted by the sound of another approaching - twilight eyes drifting in curiosity as a male comes near, one wearing a pendent she had grown familiar with over time. Briar had healed her fractured ankle after brawling with Theodosia, so she felt she owed a touch of debt towards the pack, even it meant simply being respectful ( and not to mention, it was Theodosia's own fault for being a disrespectful brat. ) "Fire." she says briefly, as his curiosity seems to be drawn more towards the ruby gem nestled at her breast. "You're not intruding, she's having problems breathing," a simple explanation. If they had to move this random wolf, she would sure appreciate the help from someone else. "You're not in my way, either," her comment is a bit dry as her gaze once more falters onto Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Rhowan


credit @RussianBlues of DA.
recolored by Kiwi.