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She was not a creature built solely on religion. She tried to understand the whole of it, and in a way it was true, she was bitter towards any form of creator who played such tricks on creatures of a world they created. Her ears folded back and she spat at the very idea of this whole attack being based off of belief. Lilac eyes darkened and grew stormy as she hissed softly. "There is no creator in this world that gives things the power to make choices on their own and yet wishes them to choose what -they- do it for a greater good, for faith in their beholder." She twisted a piece of wood between her hands as her mood grew darker. "Besides, are these Gods not the same gods the rules of these lands once worshiped. How are we their people now?" In her mind a god that played games with the lives of his creations was not a creator she wished to know on a more personal level. Instead she had focused her life on living, on surviving.. for the chip on her shoulder was with the creator who deemed it necessary to deposit her soul into this pint sized vessel.

She sighed and flapped a hand at Angel. "Let us not talk of faith and religion as it ties into bloodshed and battle.. Strength in numbers and unity will drive the beasts away. We have always stood together when the time comes. It's in this blood we share.." She smiled bitterly as she glanced off into the distance of their lands. "Some more than others, but we are the hounds of war none the less..." She let drop the piece of wood she was fiddling with as she asked one more question. "Why do you have faith in this creator.." Her sharp grey lilac orbs turned back to Angel as she frowned. Her reasons for dislike were personal but then again everything was personal when it came to faith and fate. She knew she was pushing the subject but to understand one's God made it easier to understand the beast itself in her eyes.


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