Simply~
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 26, 2012
Come on Windsock, we have to check the perimeter with the Captain... An astonishingly beautiful girl with pale white skin and cold sky blue eyes was framed by a black wall of thick hair reaching her chin. Her Cupid bow lips were drained of color as she was slushing in the snow with her warm fur boots. She was unusually short and had little muscle; making for a rather weak girl. Saccura had some nice curves, finished wish a larger chest. She saddled up onto her mount; a giant polar bear with a log scar over his missing left eye. His back was covered with a richly dyed blue blanket to serve for riding. Windsock growled and shook his head fiercely as he knocked snow off of him.
They started to make way into the blizzard like terrain. Saccura pulled her thick cape of royal blue and gold closer to her skin. The pockets were full of food for the short trip of three days. She tightened the leather rein around his neck and he grunted. The bear was an excellent tracker and a sure fire path finder. He started to wesve through the forest, blocking the snow and hail. The princess had to venture by herself to the boundary of West Daangh Capital to personally inform Xavier of her lost mother. She had always been interested in Xavier, with his intense light brown hair and green eyes. He was different; warmer than anyone else she knew.
Soon princes would start to arrive to woo Saccura into choosing them to rule the land. She hated the idea of marriage but it was forced upon her shoulders like gold on a thief. Saccura slapped the reins and the polar bear started to run at a fast paced gallop. A soldier was supposed to meet her in the middle point so that no robbers wold raid her of her clothes and even possibly her beloved Windsock. Saccura was bitten with cold as snowflakes fell in her hair. Her face became flushed as the wind froze her face into a frown.
She started to think about who she would meet to be her future as a king, after her father soon died. Her stomach dropped; she didn't want him to die. Her queen had already died, it wasn't fair. Saccura wished she could be someone else, someone with a better life; she wanted to be a spy. It was always her dream to meet some one who was as scandalous as she wished to be. A man with blonde hair and eyes any color than blue. Everyone here had brown or black hair, and blue or brown eyes. She sighed and forced Windsock to faster. He grunted underneath her with effort.[/b][/i]
They started to make way into the blizzard like terrain. Saccura pulled her thick cape of royal blue and gold closer to her skin. The pockets were full of food for the short trip of three days. She tightened the leather rein around his neck and he grunted. The bear was an excellent tracker and a sure fire path finder. He started to wesve through the forest, blocking the snow and hail. The princess had to venture by herself to the boundary of West Daangh Capital to personally inform Xavier of her lost mother. She had always been interested in Xavier, with his intense light brown hair and green eyes. He was different; warmer than anyone else she knew.
Soon princes would start to arrive to woo Saccura into choosing them to rule the land. She hated the idea of marriage but it was forced upon her shoulders like gold on a thief. Saccura slapped the reins and the polar bear started to run at a fast paced gallop. A soldier was supposed to meet her in the middle point so that no robbers wold raid her of her clothes and even possibly her beloved Windsock. Saccura was bitten with cold as snowflakes fell in her hair. Her face became flushed as the wind froze her face into a frown.
She started to think about who she would meet to be her future as a king, after her father soon died. Her stomach dropped; she didn't want him to die. Her queen had already died, it wasn't fair. Saccura wished she could be someone else, someone with a better life; she wanted to be a spy. It was always her dream to meet some one who was as scandalous as she wished to be. A man with blonde hair and eyes any color than blue. Everyone here had brown or black hair, and blue or brown eyes. She sighed and forced Windsock to faster. He grunted underneath her with effort.[/b][/i]