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               If nothing else, she remembered her childhood very well. She remembers when she was as stout as other wriggling masses - eyes newly opened to expose their souls to the world. She remembers a vibrant soul in one particular set and it is as though she is all of a sudden back in those caverns - those dark earthen tunnels that Selene had plucked her from. She is barely able to see in the dark - but in time they had adjusted their sight and the little bit of trickling light had laced a figure not too dissimilar from the one perched on the rocks. Her large black ears perk and she sidesteps with a lowering of her head as her nostrils pull in air harsher, trying for the full flavor of the scent as if she cannot believe what it is she smells..

               “I am. And you are as well... like a dream... but too real to be a dream all the same.” Her hackles smooth down against her roiling shoulder blades and spine. “I am Leviathan...” Her voice is cautious, her single ear flicking back in a physical statement to her mind’s filtering over and through the strangers name. “Persephone... Sephone.....Seph.” And then suddenly her eyes widen and her brows furrow. “Sephy...” She says with only her breath, hardly a sound at all. Bright white blaze around her irises as the realization dawns on her.


THE SHADOW-GRIN OF OLD MOLADION
the last of the original fantastic four

the first child of ferrine

eleven - no imprint - no pack - no mate


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