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Savages! Savages!
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Name Riot
DOB Can't remember for the life of me. I'll just say March 14th, 2002.
Luperci? No.
E-mail cheexpeex@hotmail.com
AIM afrolicaholic.
How did you learn/hear about 'Souls? 'Been a member before.
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The fantastic power of the elements, coupled with passage of time, wore down even the toughest surfaces. This was evident in Riot's patchy hide stretched thinly over pikes of bone, tendon and muscle. But her core, like that of the ancient Earth, churned a glorious inferno. It was easy to heed the coyote's hidden strength in her darkened-by-the-ages eyes. Unlike many a geriatric creature her vessels of site were free from the milky destructions of blindness. They shone like two gold coins at the bottom of a well. As for the color of her fur: bleak. Years leached away the melanin and turned her into a black and white portrait with slight tones of sepia on her muzzle, ears, and various unimportant places all across her body. Where scars charred her skin like proudly displayed tattoos, each with a story to tell, there wasn't even any fur to cover them.
"Home sweet home." Came out in a raspy, hateful laugh in the freezing night air. Maybe the shore was called Inferni but she could smell no bloodlust. No hatred. "...You've lost your purpose." Riot's dry, scaly nose drowned in the scents of the clan's weakness. After so many years she merely knew the difference between the perfume of evil, neutral, good, and pure. And now to arrive upon her second homeland (only after the Darklands Clan) once more felt absolutely disgusting. There was no respect to be given to anyone here. Disdain was evident in the yote's swagger and her tail whipped around like an angry, jagged whip. Come out, cowards of Inferni.
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