#rosa evergreen

[demonwulf69]

Lazy Day

Rosa was in her large mansion reclining back on a lounge couch watching tv and getting lost in her thoughts, a book she had started to read resting over her boxomus chest long forgotten. She was clad in a tank top and short shorts her feet covered by fluffy socks with wolves on them. It was one of those rare days she had that she could be lazy and she was going to take advantage of it. Her faithful companion and best friend Cerberus curled up at her feet next to him a large black and red wolf rested his head while his pack lounged around the warm space.

[demonwulf69]

@angel-hawthorne this is what I'm listening to at the moment

[demonwulf69]

redue cuz the pink wasnt workin the outfit rosa had would of worked if i wasnt just messing around)

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Rosa walked around the forest her tail and ears out her horns visible and gleaming in the moonlight. Its been to long since the Hellhound girl was out and about. She yawned fangs flashing as she thought about all the people that came and went in her long life. Still only a pup in the demon realm but 20yrs of age in the mortal realm, she had lost a lot of friends or just couldn't keep in contact with which she regretted but she did find a new computer game to pass the time between life and jobs.

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(Came to me in a dream) Zombish Au.

I don’t know how it all began. Just remember having dinner with my family happily laughing together. Then it all changed, there was a crash, something growling, smoke filling the mansion while flames greedily licked and ate at the walls. My mother and father’s agonized yells followed by the the sound of bones crunching; before my personal butler Draconis Jacobus swooped me into his arms and ran. I must of blacked out after that because when I opened my crimson eyes next we were in a run down warehouse fighting to survive whatever has happened to the world.

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Now what?

Rosa sighed as she walked through her large forest her steam punk scythe across her back with her nodachi and at her waist rested her katana. The hellhound woman has become restless and that is never a good thing. She knows her time of heat is coming up and she had no idea what she was going to do. (Yes the young she-wolf was a virgin never been with a man as far as she could remember) she gave low groan and leant against a tree gazing out into a clearing where her wolves and bonded hellhound played like pups a fond smile coming to her supple lips that formed a pout naturally. Her head tilted back to listen to the sounds of nature as her crimson eyes slid partially closed.

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Being a Slave.

‘Being a slave…isn’t all that bad, especially if you have a good master…like Zander is to me…’ Rosa thought as she laid outside her masters house in the sun catching more rays. Her tan skin was more exposed with her black cropped tank top that showed parts of an older battle scar (that extended from her right shoulder down through the valley of her breasts to wrap around her left hip and the full scars one a large burn mark in the shape of a cross the other from being driven through by a sword on her stomach) She had other scars that littered her arms and one that was on her cheek. Sometimes she thought they were ugly and unappealing other times she was proud because they showed she was a survivor. She proceeded to give a purr of delight from the suns warmth closing her crimson eyes in content while her ears flicked about alert and her tail swayed against the grass lazily. Her master didn’t seem to need her at the moment so she stayed outside until he did.