The calm cool of the oncoming winter days whisped through the air.
The smells of snow and frozen trees wafted into the noses of all the forest dwellers.
The forest's very own anjelic demon sat, unmoving, as his ancient veins frosted over.
Just the very touch of his fur could send a fawn into shock had they even the thickest winter coat upon their god given skin.
Fake skin had he, as his eyes, his mouth, even his midnight dreary pelt be fake. The only truths that came were in his eyes.
Deep pools of amythist that spoke deep down to the very soul.
Had another looked him in the eye, they could be lost in a trance for hours.
Differing shades of the sin filled amythist orbs with cat like eyes that could kill.
Fangs that set against his strong, yet delecate jaw bone shone as the fireflys danced about his unmoving body.
Envy had been sitting there for days, his mind lost in a trance, lost to time itself it seemed.
The only thing that would be to move was his auds, twitching lightly every once in a while, adjusting to the forest noise.
Dare a deer to weak pass by, long dark limbs would unfold, gently guiding them to his hidden burrow beneath the purple flowers that sat above.
Within the small den he had created for himself he sat with the dying and weak as they passed on.
A demon some called him.
But what really went on in his mind.
Only Envy could say.
>l idk what you're talking
(No subject)
/loves on
Yes my King xD -bows-