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Author Topic: Elfy Fun (Joseph911 and Sherona)  (Read 684 times)

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Offline SheronaTopic starter

Elfy Fun (Joseph911 and Sherona)
« on: May 15, 2008, 04:19:43 PM »
Gnorg stepped from the forest trail, his huge footstep falling with an uncaring thud upon the ground. His hyena-esque face was distorted even more by the grimace and scowl that twisted his snout upward andhis brows downward.

His presence was made known both by the thunding foot steps taht he did not bother to try and quieten, but also by the foul stench of left over blood from his last conquest. His surly mood was due to the arrow that still protruded from his hindquarters, that he has been thus far, unable to remove.

The night air was quiet as dusk turn to night proper, the gloom of the twilight enhancing the forest shadows that spread throughout the land. Suddenly Gnorg sniffs, lifting his snout high into the air..he smelled something...something funny...not elf...not human...but elf...and human too...curious...and tempting.

Offline SheronaTopic starter

Re: Elfy Fun (Joseph911 and Sherona)
« Reply #1 on: May 15, 2008, 08:47:39 PM »
Gnorg grins even wider as he hears the commotion. Not all that bright when it comes to matters of intelligence, but his senses were keen and he could smell the creature. He still can not make out if its Human or Elf, but both species are rather tasty, so it didnt matter which.

A growl is inadvertantly formed in his throat, as he went into what he called hunting mode. Frequent sniffs in the air, softly stalking through the forest -atleast softly for him-. There, ahead was a elf-man. With a howl of triumph, Gnorg rushes the smaller being, hoping to tackle the man to the ground wthi his shoulders.