evangelina yseult leaves her solterran adobe, to sate her child-like curiosity, her neverending wanderlust. a hunger combs throughout her body, drawing a famished sigh across the icy velvet of her smooth, black-stained lips. she has run far, far from home, and even now, beneath the intimate breath of twilight -- so dark and sweet a song -- it seems running is all she'd ever do. she moves silently beneath the CALIGINOUS hush of starlight; with autumn's chilled touch, drawing its soft, languid hand across the barren eluetheria plains.
her body slides from moonbeam to shadow, shadow to moonbeam. her lithe physique moves with a tiger's coiling grace. running with icy caresses beneath the obsidian shroud of a black velvet sky. her muscles ripple softly beneath a satin-lilac coat; with moonlight combing silver tears, throughout the tangled length of her dishevelled fur and mane. she dances like a feline. with silver lights dripping upon her arctic curves. though her body is soft and lean, there is a child-like slenderness to her figure; both dainty, fragile and swift.
her gaze, a radiant steel-blue, flashes in the dark; chilling and piercing against the hot flush of deep, maroon mascara. there, covered by the thickly-swaying grasses, a vibrant white pool radiates in the midst of the darkness. curious, Evangelina draws closer, a dark smile playing upon her lips. what could this be, she wonders as she circles the pool, touching the edge of the pool with the tip of her hoof. her venomous blue eyes, flashes upon the stark ivory of her face; glowing with curiosity, with mischief. dare she take a drink?
her body slides from moonbeam to shadow, shadow to moonbeam. her lithe physique moves with a tiger's coiling grace. running with icy caresses beneath the obsidian shroud of a black velvet sky. her muscles ripple softly beneath a satin-lilac coat; with moonlight combing silver tears, throughout the tangled length of her dishevelled fur and mane. she dances like a feline. with silver lights dripping upon her arctic curves. though her body is soft and lean, there is a child-like slenderness to her figure; both dainty, fragile and swift.
her gaze, a radiant steel-blue, flashes in the dark; chilling and piercing against the hot flush of deep, maroon mascara. there, covered by the thickly-swaying grasses, a vibrant white pool radiates in the midst of the darkness. curious, Evangelina draws closer, a dark smile playing upon her lips. what could this be, she wonders as she circles the pool, touching the edge of the pool with the tip of her hoof. her venomous blue eyes, flashes upon the stark ivory of her face; glowing with curiosity, with mischief. dare she take a drink?
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***STAFF EDIT
@evangelina has rolled a 4! She has been awarded +100 signos for interacting with the pool.
