Cabriado
Puerto Rico 1378; A Taino princess is with her father on a hunting party when she wanders off at night into the moon’s rays. She comes across a sick Antillean ghost-faced bat Desmodus draculae hybrid and follows it to its cave. There a 7ft giant bat walks out and bites her arm. Her teeth break off in the princess’ arm as she drops her in the cave. Which causes her appearance to change as a combination of an aggressive mutated viral mange and vampirism all in the vampire’s saliva rapidly spread throughout her body due to adrenaline.
Ebony in the Tomb of the Jade Dragon
A time period equivalent to modern day gangs, the shogunate of Japan wage war which features deaths in the thousands as full blown soldiers fight in the search for street fame, credit, and to become Ō ten'nō gyangusutā, Imperial Gangster, the emperor of Japan aka the OOOG. Shogunate ideology evolves and becomes more defined with their target goals being expanded on by each member of them. With everyone having their own motivations, who will truly follow through and who will serve their own interest?
Communication
Territorial: ^HEh vHOo ^HEh vHOo ^HEh -HOooo -hooo -hooo -hooo -hooo
Used to scare or intimidate enemies or attackers
Pair Singing:^ HAh HEhHEh HEhHEh HOo HOo HOo HOo HOo HOo/ HOOO/ HOOO/
A sign of love amongst a pair often performed in the morning
Four: Saga
Lucille then meets with her friend, Ethel. Ethel has a high energy welcome for her friend before noticing Lucille is in lower spirits. This is anything but ewpiwa for their types of greetings often filled with large displays of play fighting and hollering. giving the real details she had left out before
Ethel; Concern for Lucille, wondering why she’s feeling not happy to Ethel
Ethel: Is Lucille mad at Ethel?
Three: Saga
Other no hairs scramble into the forest only to run into bigger harriers in hiding. The rustle and cries and screams create utter commotion as Lucille grabs her head in anguish.
Letter Of Context: Saga
Gigantoustralopithecus syndactylus. They’re a recently 21st century discovered species of great ape. Large long tree limb-like arms almost drag against the forest floor as prehensile feet tiptoe the lumbering legs and humongous heights of the hyper intelligent primate through ancestral woods.
Verse 44
Secrets and those that keep them. Like a cyst or a boil on the skin day by day the number of people who know or notice starts to grow. Swollen, and warm inches from touch one can only do some much covering up or attention diverting before it’s called out or worse. At some point it tears; it being the contract of trust or the contact of skin and out forth comes a flow of the truth throbbing out the abscess with putrid coloring steam and that stud backing smell. What is faith in institutions without discourse with those in charge? How can one know God if in a whole life they’re silent to their one’s prayer and cries? How can one believe in authority when it’s a self feeding structure; plucking tribute gained food from its purveying followers. What good is the common folks knowledge when it’s filled with the meddlings of the media and executive management?