Post by persecutor on Oct 27, 2017 19:32:40 GMT -5
OOC: Doing this now because Agato needs to claim this place before I start making the Black Crystal pack (or Black Coast, whichever works)
Agato had been sleeping since sun down, but when he awoke he has met with a giant moon, it's orange glow bathing him and the black rocks of the coast. It seemed all too quiet, and Agato could barely see inside the cave of which he laid close to. The small canine skull was all the way in the back, and when he tried to get up to go get it, a stabbing pain all over his forehead, back, shoulders, hips, and tail erupted. He let out a blood curdling scream, and he went down. He could feel something penetrating his skin and separating his fur, and he writhed in agony. As soon as the pain started, it stopped, leaving just an aching body. He weakly got up, and swore he saw something similar to gems on his paws. They were initially dark green, but in the light he could see red and brown splotched on them. The color of the Bloodstone Gem. "What the ever-loving fuck?!" Agato snapped and got up, hearing the clinking of gems hitting one another. He grumbled something before skidding down to the shore, carefully navigating the terrain.
What he saw in his orange reflection made his blood run colder than ice.
His red eyes glowed and terminated his pupils in their light, and bloodstone crystals crowned his head. He looked like some gem monster, with giant bloodstone shards colliding with each other from his foerhead, to his entire neck, then his entire back, his legs, and his tail. He examined his body a while longer before remembering what he came to the coast to do in the first place. He bounded back to the cave, and entered it. He shuffled around before exiting it, the skull in jaws. He leaped onto an overhang, and dropped the skull down between his legs. "Whoever this skull belonged to, I will make this place a home to many wolves...." He started, looking out at the moon before speaking again.
"At least... I hope."
Then he threw his head back as best he could in a howl. As the breath left him, a new energy filled him, and the howl was a mixture of high and low tunes before tapering off. It wasn't nothing too special, but it was loud enough for others to hear. It was an invitation to the lost and lonely, an invitation to something Agato never truly had - A home.
OOC: Woot! Done. Can i say I'm listening to a song called "Home"?
Agato had been sleeping since sun down, but when he awoke he has met with a giant moon, it's orange glow bathing him and the black rocks of the coast. It seemed all too quiet, and Agato could barely see inside the cave of which he laid close to. The small canine skull was all the way in the back, and when he tried to get up to go get it, a stabbing pain all over his forehead, back, shoulders, hips, and tail erupted. He let out a blood curdling scream, and he went down. He could feel something penetrating his skin and separating his fur, and he writhed in agony. As soon as the pain started, it stopped, leaving just an aching body. He weakly got up, and swore he saw something similar to gems on his paws. They were initially dark green, but in the light he could see red and brown splotched on them. The color of the Bloodstone Gem. "What the ever-loving fuck?!" Agato snapped and got up, hearing the clinking of gems hitting one another. He grumbled something before skidding down to the shore, carefully navigating the terrain.
What he saw in his orange reflection made his blood run colder than ice.
His red eyes glowed and terminated his pupils in their light, and bloodstone crystals crowned his head. He looked like some gem monster, with giant bloodstone shards colliding with each other from his foerhead, to his entire neck, then his entire back, his legs, and his tail. He examined his body a while longer before remembering what he came to the coast to do in the first place. He bounded back to the cave, and entered it. He shuffled around before exiting it, the skull in jaws. He leaped onto an overhang, and dropped the skull down between his legs. "Whoever this skull belonged to, I will make this place a home to many wolves...." He started, looking out at the moon before speaking again.
"At least... I hope."
Then he threw his head back as best he could in a howl. As the breath left him, a new energy filled him, and the howl was a mixture of high and low tunes before tapering off. It wasn't nothing too special, but it was loud enough for others to hear. It was an invitation to the lost and lonely, an invitation to something Agato never truly had - A home.
OOC: Woot! Done. Can i say I'm listening to a song called "Home"?
