I am control, there's no way you can change me
I am your debt, and you know you can't pay me
Fire is an interesting element, it shows the utmosts of passion, the flares of anger, the heat of hate, and the entirety of love. It's symbolic of warmth as well as death. Maybe that's what I am, fire itself, passion for those I might one day come to love, feral untamed power and anger to any enemies that cross my path. A warming personality that hid so many years of dealing death. t's this reputation that made me loved by a select few and feared by more than that, from the lands he had left behind. Back home they call me the moon's demon, because under the full moon it's almost like I lose my head. I had served as the ultimate warrior in a blood war that had gone on for years, waves of the stuff had washed over the battlefield as the days pushed him to his limits. It had been a fight between the two largest rival packs, there was skill and expirience, there were underground tactics, and the ground had been soaked in blood. It only ended when I myself had been washed over in scarlet blood, every single droplet had been absorbed into my fur. They called me born of fire under the full moon.
My paws were set firmly upon the soft grass, my entire frame lit up by the moon's fire, signifying my presence here. Tongue drew the last traces of my prey's blood from my sinful lips, whispered breath swirling in the air current like ancient words lost to this world. The moon's fire spread over me and across the ground, engulfing the area around me in their silver flames but they spread no further. My deep eyes that puled other in glowed ethereal for a singular moment, the silver flames misted up and curled upwards like smoke and danced upwards towards the sky, and in these I traveled until the sun's light dissipated the illusions of flames the moon's light had shed. It's like smoke had been cleared from my vision, and now everything else could be seen. My violet amethyst eyes glowed in the lights of a new morning. The sun's light toyed with the sterling color of my coat, my face thinly broken up by webbings of obsidian hairs. I set my paws down and lifted them up in complete calm travel as I can imagine the light dancing and warping around me. My amethyst violet eyes were ringed in a rose red, and followed after by a thin band of silver.
A smile wove onto my lips and a deep aggressive laugh slipped from my jaws as I realized tomorrow was the full moon, and that was when my inner beast would come back. The breath was cool and easy as I took it in and my handsome face was creased in a more genuine grin. This was a new plaace with new wolves and new faces waiting to be discovered. I absolutely adore the concept of new rivalries, new battles waiting to be dragged to my doorstep, and I can hardly wait. It's been almost too long, too long since I've known my place, since I had a home I can truly call my own. There are so many old faces I had left in my wake but they no longer truly existed. They all died in the huge calamictic war, but wouldn't they be surprised to see me again?
My sharp howl carried into the air to fall upon who-ever would listen, it didn't matter, I'm just glad to have somewhere I can finally settle. My trademark sterling and obsidian coat can be seen so visibly, and it's my own trademark. Head raises slightly and the smile curves more, this happiness isn't something I can hide today. I stand in waiting, surely that howl has brought some kind of attention to myself. Head lowered again as I just watch the world around me, the smile not leaving my face but twisting itself into something of veiled dangerouseness. I'm here and that's all that matters.
Skoll
moon shines on none> member of nowhere > chases the moon for none
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