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[Samael Lykoi]

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The shadows would devour his flesh if he allowed them to. Eyes the color of the blood that glistened on his skin caught the moonlight as he turned his head. Another shadow was approaching--he could sense it. Fangs bared without him even realizing it, hair bristling along his neck and shoulders. His mane was again long and ragged, laying limply against his neck and back. It fell across his scarred face, hiding his features as effectively as the marks carved into it. The doggish creature approached, speaking a name the coyote hadn't heard since he'd fully lost his mind. It was unfamiliar, and yet lingered in his thoughts like the words to a song he couldn't remember. 'Gabriel, the Messenger of God,' whispered a voice in the back of his mind that he disregarded. 'Kaena's son, your brother,' it hissed in a mocking tone, but he pushed it aside. The voice was so soft he could barely hear it--drown out amongst the others voices that spoke much louder.         "Who are you?" he asked, eyes narrowing. Samael was a title he didn't recognize anymore, and it more than likely showed on his face and in his voice. This creature held a particular air about him. He could smell fire on the air when he approached--could taste ash on his tongue with each approaching step. The coyote said nothing more, but simply studied the being in return.

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