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InkExchange has a minion!
Savior Lunar the Red Snow Fairy
Savior Lunar the Red Snow Fairy
InkExchange
Legacy Name: InkExchange
The
Reborn KumosOwner:
BloodLust_792Age: 13 years, 9 months, 2 weeks
Born: July 21st, 2010
Adopted: 13 years, 9 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: July 21st, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 4
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 13
- Speed: 15
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
The clanging sound of chains rattle the alley....The dirt encrusted so deeply; enveloped within the seething cracks of the wobbly and uneven cobble stone street. The bricks smothered with blood splatters and dirt.No light emanates from the tiny alley way.... Not a soul to be caught within its spiny clutches that friends death.
The lights dim through the night of a cool Christmas day. Soft snow fall falling along the streets of new york. The tiny white particles; frozen kiss's from the heavens above... Touch the fur of a dying creature. His fur a scrungy dark color of blue... Abuse evident throughout the poor creatures past.Within the matted mess around his thin bony neck, Laid a beaten worn and defiled black collar. The letters... InkExchange Engraved within the soft bloody metal.
His side rose and fell tenderly, barley noticeable threw the scrappy dark scroungy and long fur that the creature held as a coat.He could feel the memories flash by the back of his eyelids. His owners changing hands constantly. As the animal laid along the brick wall... Its dark blue eyes wandered. Years of perfect living held there changed to abuse then back to the captivity of a loving family then off to another family where he held nothing more then a body for someone to use as a living punching bag. He could remember the times of running and catching a frizzbe happily in his tiny puppy maw. of his years of cowering into a corner and feeling his owners anger being taken apon his starved figure.
And now he laid here.... Useless and unwanted... Dying of abuse and starvation, Long forgotten by his old owners... Long forgotten from everyone that held him tight and traded him off for thing over thing. Their family issues conflicted with him, and he was always the one to leave instead of the issue being resolved.
But as his tiny rather young puppy like body lay, hidden by many layers of trash; Came an emanating light that seemed to flutter threw the grungy disgusting black alley... the only other light was the small moons rays; its light barley hitting against any of the buildings let alone the street below.
InkExcahnge could hear a voice... And he could feel his life force depleting; to dissipate like a flame feeding on a wicker stick. The waxy-like string now at its end; for only so long this flame could continue.
The light; a lantern; floating through out the alley came to a flickering stop. A creature standing behind it with dazzlingly bright fire-like eyes.... Its body almost human but too..... beautiful to be called mortal. This individual's hand extending, something held within its grasp; an empty glass... But no... Something was within its containment; its being flickering and moving; almost dancing within its imprisonment.
"Take this... and you will never feel what you've felt before" A female as it could be. Her nails coming into InkExchange's fogging sight. The bottle lowered more and more detail appeared. Fire like tattoos rose up along her arms; the ink seeming to move along her waking skin like it breathed and fed like life its self. Small bits of redish fire flickering off her skin as another hand; just as exquisite; as well cared for; her long nails a blooming orange; opened the bottle. Her body shifted down, and there as she lowered herself; the lantern being placed by her side, could he truly see her.Soft striking red hair; long and straight fell down her shoulders as a dark brown hood held place on top of her head; coming down in a cloak to hide her body within it.
"I'm Lunar... and I'm here to save you" Her voice was a tickling stream; its being luxurious and delicate. He couldn't help but do so as she sat beside him; pulling his ratty body onto her lap; a hand moving the potion towards his muzzle and helping him consume the warm substance. Finally as he finished the liquid he could feel the life force within him grow. Her hand on his head patting down his neck and body then moving back up and down in a comforting motion. He could feel everything around him change. His eyes closed as he drifted.
Time shifted around his being; pain flickered over his body but shifted to a world of bliss as he floated apon warm white clouds; untouched by the hatred and morbidness of the human world.After jumping around; his form shifting he felt himself come to the real world.And there he laid. A warm body all around his different life force.He had changed, and he had been saved. The creature lifted his head and looked around; standing rather effortlessly, he looked around the leather couch and warm brown decor he trotted over to a mirror well taken care of.And there he was.His collar a brilliant black; a silver tag with his name hanging.His Flaming living eyes peering at himself.and his flaming body.He was.... Reborn.
InkExchangeHe enjoys long walks on the beach; sitting beside the fire; a good pat... He Loves Playing ball and frizzbee, and He enjoys eating steak straight cut from the cow. Now days.... InkExchange has gone from sitting around dealing with abuse issues and emotional trauma; to spending all his time with his new savior Lunar. She has saved him from the pity and harshness of the streets of New York City to a small quaint little down just North of the Canadian border. He runs around happily and healthily with his master; all her time being consumed in taking care of him. And when she isn't bounding around playing with InkExchange she's got his head resting in her lap while she works on her papers for the town. With this new life InkExchange is a proud healthy Reborn Kumos and won't resort to what he had to do as a pup when abandoned.
The lights dim through the night of a cool Christmas day. Soft snow fall falling along the streets of new york. The tiny white particles; frozen kiss's from the heavens above... Touch the fur of a dying creature. His fur a scrungy dark color of blue... Abuse evident throughout the poor creatures past.Within the matted mess around his thin bony neck, Laid a beaten worn and defiled black collar. The letters... InkExchange Engraved within the soft bloody metal.
His side rose and fell tenderly, barley noticeable threw the scrappy dark scroungy and long fur that the creature held as a coat.He could feel the memories flash by the back of his eyelids. His owners changing hands constantly. As the animal laid along the brick wall... Its dark blue eyes wandered. Years of perfect living held there changed to abuse then back to the captivity of a loving family then off to another family where he held nothing more then a body for someone to use as a living punching bag. He could remember the times of running and catching a frizzbe happily in his tiny puppy maw. of his years of cowering into a corner and feeling his owners anger being taken apon his starved figure.
And now he laid here.... Useless and unwanted... Dying of abuse and starvation, Long forgotten by his old owners... Long forgotten from everyone that held him tight and traded him off for thing over thing. Their family issues conflicted with him, and he was always the one to leave instead of the issue being resolved.
But as his tiny rather young puppy like body lay, hidden by many layers of trash; Came an emanating light that seemed to flutter threw the grungy disgusting black alley... the only other light was the small moons rays; its light barley hitting against any of the buildings let alone the street below.
InkExcahnge could hear a voice... And he could feel his life force depleting; to dissipate like a flame feeding on a wicker stick. The waxy-like string now at its end; for only so long this flame could continue.
The light; a lantern; floating through out the alley came to a flickering stop. A creature standing behind it with dazzlingly bright fire-like eyes.... Its body almost human but too..... beautiful to be called mortal. This individual's hand extending, something held within its grasp; an empty glass... But no... Something was within its containment; its being flickering and moving; almost dancing within its imprisonment.
"Take this... and you will never feel what you've felt before" A female as it could be. Her nails coming into InkExchange's fogging sight. The bottle lowered more and more detail appeared. Fire like tattoos rose up along her arms; the ink seeming to move along her waking skin like it breathed and fed like life its self. Small bits of redish fire flickering off her skin as another hand; just as exquisite; as well cared for; her long nails a blooming orange; opened the bottle. Her body shifted down, and there as she lowered herself; the lantern being placed by her side, could he truly see her.Soft striking red hair; long and straight fell down her shoulders as a dark brown hood held place on top of her head; coming down in a cloak to hide her body within it.
"I'm Lunar... and I'm here to save you" Her voice was a tickling stream; its being luxurious and delicate. He couldn't help but do so as she sat beside him; pulling his ratty body onto her lap; a hand moving the potion towards his muzzle and helping him consume the warm substance. Finally as he finished the liquid he could feel the life force within him grow. Her hand on his head patting down his neck and body then moving back up and down in a comforting motion. He could feel everything around him change. His eyes closed as he drifted.
Time shifted around his being; pain flickered over his body but shifted to a world of bliss as he floated apon warm white clouds; untouched by the hatred and morbidness of the human world.After jumping around; his form shifting he felt himself come to the real world.And there he laid. A warm body all around his different life force.He had changed, and he had been saved. The creature lifted his head and looked around; standing rather effortlessly, he looked around the leather couch and warm brown decor he trotted over to a mirror well taken care of.And there he was.His collar a brilliant black; a silver tag with his name hanging.His Flaming living eyes peering at himself.and his flaming body.He was.... Reborn.
InkExchangeHe enjoys long walks on the beach; sitting beside the fire; a good pat... He Loves Playing ball and frizzbee, and He enjoys eating steak straight cut from the cow. Now days.... InkExchange has gone from sitting around dealing with abuse issues and emotional trauma; to spending all his time with his new savior Lunar. She has saved him from the pity and harshness of the streets of New York City to a small quaint little down just North of the Canadian border. He runs around happily and healthily with his master; all her time being consumed in taking care of him. And when she isn't bounding around playing with InkExchange she's got his head resting in her lap while she works on her papers for the town. With this new life InkExchange is a proud healthy Reborn Kumos and won't resort to what he had to do as a pup when abandoned.
Pet Treasure
Red Ball
Slab of Raw Meat
Bottled Fire
Black Mirror