Sometimes I forget I'm on meds
Oct. 23rd, 2012 11:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
breezeshadowSevere PMDD swing today. I'd say more about it, but part of this swing is a feeling that I cannot whine about it at all, because no one cares and all I do is complain. So basically, this is mainly for me to say sorry for the silence and utter lack of interesting here.
I'll leave you with prose from the current bingo project.
The hippogriff in the front yard looked up at the sound; somehow despite being tied to a tree, she had caught a mouse. Her snout was sharp and pointed, much like a hawk's, but she had thick white fur and a body like a stocky horse. The fur on her wings was stiff and long, easily mistaken for feathers. Her legs ended in cloven hooves, with the ends extremely sharp and somewhat long, like rudimentary claws. her tail fanned out like a bird's and stood high as she clambered to her feet, swallowing the rodent whole and chirping. She was easier taller than a mustang, and definitely heavier, and Bakari was not sure he'd ever get used to the sight.
"Keeping herself busy as always I see." Bakari held his hand out to the beast, getting a curious nip on one finger before she decided he was okay.
"I swear she siren calls the prey to her. Because I don't feed her enough." Gerald shook his head as he picked up the saddle beside the hippogriff and buckled it over her. "She can't fly with both of us on her back of course, but she can walk just fine."
"At least she will walk. Gryphons in Welen always would get so fucking cranky if you made them walk." Bakari got on the saddle while Gerald untied the reins from the tree and hopped up in front.
"Home, Snowstorm." Gerald chirruped.
With a happy cry, the hippogriff trotted forward.
I'll leave you with prose from the current bingo project.
The hippogriff in the front yard looked up at the sound; somehow despite being tied to a tree, she had caught a mouse. Her snout was sharp and pointed, much like a hawk's, but she had thick white fur and a body like a stocky horse. The fur on her wings was stiff and long, easily mistaken for feathers. Her legs ended in cloven hooves, with the ends extremely sharp and somewhat long, like rudimentary claws. her tail fanned out like a bird's and stood high as she clambered to her feet, swallowing the rodent whole and chirping. She was easier taller than a mustang, and definitely heavier, and Bakari was not sure he'd ever get used to the sight.
"Keeping herself busy as always I see." Bakari held his hand out to the beast, getting a curious nip on one finger before she decided he was okay.
"I swear she siren calls the prey to her. Because I don't feed her enough." Gerald shook his head as he picked up the saddle beside the hippogriff and buckled it over her. "She can't fly with both of us on her back of course, but she can walk just fine."
"At least she will walk. Gryphons in Welen always would get so fucking cranky if you made them walk." Bakari got on the saddle while Gerald untied the reins from the tree and hopped up in front.
"Home, Snowstorm." Gerald chirruped.
With a happy cry, the hippogriff trotted forward.
