Post by Cyrus Moore on Apr 10, 2012 17:16:44 GMT -5
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| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,bottom][atrb=cellspacing,0,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,bTable][atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/mBgMc.png); background-position: bottom right;background-repeat: no-repeat;background-color: #040404;][atrb=width,421px,true] [STYLE=margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px; width: 381px; background-color: #040404; opacity: .7;filter:alpha(opacity=70);color: #eeeeee;font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px;] Cyrus moved through the trees of the Mythic Forest like a large cat. His movements smooth and fluid. He wasn't here to hunt, not like usual, this time he was here to search for something. He was only fifteen. Young to be getting his Beast, but still old enough to be considered a man. He was moving quickly, excitement building in his blood. He couldn't wait to show his Beast to his brother. His twin brother would be getting his Beast today too, after Cyrus finished in the forest. His speed slowed as he came closer to the gentle trickling of the Mythic Pool and turned a tree to look at the crystal clear waters. He had expected to see his Beast standing there waiting. But it wasn't. Cyrus glanced around and rose a brow, crossing his arms across his chest he huffed out an annoyed sigh. Stepping forward he stooped to scoop water up with his hands and take a sip. Holding the cool water in his palms he stared down at it. Suddenly his reflection merged with the face of an animal behind him. The being looked like a giant wolf, with indigo and black fur, amethyst eyes, and spikes along its spine and elbows. Hello, young one, am I the one you are searching for? the smooth voice drifted into Cyrus's head without a problem, like a river that ha broken an old dam. Cyrus blinked in surprise and reached out a hand, not responding and instead having an uncontrollable need to pet the soft fur before him. The wolf nudged Cyrus's slow moving hand and growled in affection as a sudden jolt of realization ran through Cyrus when he touched the Beast. This was his Beast. Only Beasts and their Rider's could communicate telepathically. Cyrus ran his hand along the spikes that jutted out of the wolf's head and they folded under his touch. "I am Cyrus, who are you?" he said aloud and stared into the wolf's eyes. The wolf gave a grin and mentally said, I am Wulf, With a 'U' but there is no need to speak out loud. It lets everyone know what we are saying and is unnecessary. I will hear any thought directed toward me. Now let's get out of here, small one, Wulf said and leaned onto his front paws to allow Cyrus to clamber onto his back. Cyrus managed to climb on the smooth back, watching the spikes fold underneath his weight, and huffed at the nickname, I am not small. Wulf merely chuckled and took off through the forest. With one touch they had bonded that long ago, and still were bonded today. [/style] [STYLE=margin: 25px 0px 10px 20px;width: 335px;color: #e2e2e2;background-color: #040404;opacity: .9; filter: alpha(opacity=90);padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;][classy=icon][/classy] Words: 446 Muse: AWESOME Song:N/A Notes: This is in the past[/style] | [atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/A1TMr.png);background-position: bottom right; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-color: #e2e2e2;][atrb=width,79px,true][STYLE=width: 79px;][/style] |
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