Birthdate: Jan. 23, 2006
Luperci: Yes, Verto.
Species: Coyote
Gender: Male
Contact: rad sevenkaos (AIM)
How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: I be a returnee :o
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He sat, in coyote form, before a long line of tall sticks — each adorning the skull of a wolf. “How unfortunate,” he thought sarcastically, fluffy tail flicking in an irritated manner without thought. Resentment for the wolf species boiled in the blood of his veins, and a cruel sneer appeared against the upturning of his lip, revealing a long, glistening canine. Wolves were deceitful liars, and though his real mother had proved just as immoral as the wolves by abandoning him, the coyote could not hold a grudge against the woman he’d barely known. Ever since she had betrayed him, a relationship with wolves had never been kindled before.
Everywhere around this singular place reeked of wolves; then there the area bordered by the skulls of his heart’s discontent, and the powerful scent of his own species overwhelmed him. It was strange, seeing something then smelling another thing entirely different — but it all summed up to one thing for Cross: wolf-hating coyotes, just like him.
Patience had never been one of Cross’ strong points, but he remained seated without complaint (not that there was anyone to complain to), and his maroon eyes stared monotonously into the snowy lands before him. The wind was fierce, and biting cold, despite the time of afternoon that would have been warm in any other season of the year. It ruffled the bandanna draped around his neck, and made his toes curl with the chill. Winter was clearly unforgiving, even to the skinny male that sat at Inferni’s borders.