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Post by Icy on Jan 26, 2008 22:14:36 GMT -5
I am cursed as Thyobane, The bane of light, I am male, I look five years, But I am much older.
I am 3 feet at the shoulder, And weigh more than I look. My fur is black, and shines like rubies, and is marked faintly with demonic markings, the colour of blood. My build is stocky, And I am strong, but my thick fur, that of an arctic wolf, is unkept and matted.
I was parented by demons, their names do not matter. I had a mate, Aeomyn, long dead, And a daughter with her, Jayaka. I have three other whelps, A son named Adam, I have never met, A wolf named Kalyptin, who I just met, And a third I do not know of. I am currently a wanderer, Protecting my son, Kal, His mate, And Kaurwaki.
In a land far away, I am known as a demon, And farther, A king of a desert. Many think me as malicious, And heartless. It is true I feast upon wolves, As I am poisened. But I come here looking for redemption, And love.
Where I came from, nobody shall know.
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