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Character Name Moriah DeSalvo

Character's Birthday June 27th, 2006

Whether s/he is a regular wolf or Luperci Luperci
Species Grey Wolf

Gender Male
Secondary Form of Contact PM's are best <3



It had taken the young DeSalvo a long while to regain his courage, remember his cause, and recover from the effects of the drugs that had returned both to him. Sad yes perhaps, but effective all the same, which was why at present the male was walking with purpose. Satchel placed securely between his square shoulders and his chin thrust purposefully forward, this was the handsome gallant form of Moriah that hadn’t been seen in days, and it was a pleasant change from the disheveled lush that had been ruling as of late. No, he was no longer the male who milled about in the woods like a mad man (in the same shirt mind you) for a week straight. Now he was suave, sexy and sophisticated Moriah off to meet his destiny whatever it may be.


Oh well I mean I ope’ e’tis good. Shrugging lightly as the notion floated through his conscious, the wolf was left furrowing his brow in its wake. How could he be so doubtful now when he had dressed with such uncompromised gusto just moments earlier? There had been no room for that then. And zair will be noh room for it now. Clenching to this rejuvenated resolve, Moriah decided picked up his pace in the process less his loose his mental stride again.


“Hehlo an good morning to all who vould ear et.” His charming tone broke the relative peace of the earlier afternoon with ease, subsequently calling all avenues of attention to none other than himself. Oddly enough though Moriah wasn’t one who often yearned for the spotlight well not when his audience was greater than one living soul anyway, and accordingly the male felt rather silly singing out into the ears of every resident wolf. “Vell heres to hoping no body in dair is a cat naper.”


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