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Gender: Female

Age: Two

Preferred Rank: Traditional Ranks

Currently Played Characters: Sepirah, Io, Odessa, Tony, Angel
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set in the early morning and very short, sorry

Sepirah moved quickly away from Inferni. As tough as she fronted herself to be she didn't like violence and war. So with her serpent companion wrapped around the thin shoulders of her lupus form she scampered off into the night away from the coyote lands. Of course, there was a sickening guilt in the pit of her stomach and the trail of wet fur, slicked down with tears told of this. She'd told, promised, Ezekiel that she would stay in Inferni. And she didn't like that feeling, it was cruel and gnawed at her chest, biting at her mind without any mercy. The jackal's ears were pressed flat against her head and as she trotted along the earrings and bracelets jangled gently. The rest of her meagre possessions were stashed in the bag in her jaws, her knife, her single book and the rest of her jewellery.


When she arrived at the borders of the only other place she knew of and felt safe in, the place she almost founded. She let out a somewhat panicked howl. Jackalish rather than coyoteish or wolfish in tone, it was a beautiful sound nevertheless.


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yay! Smile

The alpha female heard the strange, unfamiliar call from the borders of her pack. As she made her way to where the call had sounded, she decided that it had been familiar, albeit not very much. She padded to the borders in her Optime form, nothing but a belt and knife on her form, wondering who was the newcomer who sounded neither wolf nor coyote nor dog, and held a slightly panicked note.

As she broke through the bushes to the border, the smaller, slender, dark canine that greeted her eyes was familiar indeed. She instantly recognized the dark jackal as Sepirah, a friend of hers and Shawchert's, and one who almost founded Cercatori d'Arte with them and smiled.

"Hello, Sepirah! What brings you here?" she asked jovially. She was happy to see her old friend, but could not help but noticing the slight worry on her face.

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