You can't break me
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The second the regal knight broke through the trees and into the clearing Hurricane's frozen heart had -without his permission- skipped a beat both in shock, and pure joy. The mismatched windows into the slender dancer's soul were the key to every answer he had been searching for. However, when those capturing eyes he had just been so overjoyed to see met his own lighting windows the dark gladiator saw only fear within her violet and cyan opticals. It drenched the slender valkyrie and clung to her skeleton like the water she was standing within. Every emotion vanished from her previously calm visage and was replaced with the most genuine of terrors.
And this earthen painted maiden had every right to fear Hurricane, he was a beast, a vicious monster with no regard for the safety of others, let alone himself. The massive predator cut down any creature that threatened to stand in his way, powerful jaws and vicious anger tore through any obstacle in his path, and what was more this midnight dyed dragon enjoyed every second of it. The only thing this wicked monster enjoyed more than solitude was tearing through the flesh of another. However, as soon as the delicate girl before him came into sight that raging beast within his breast was silenced, and the would be king lowered his cranium slowly as the girl first spoke, echoing his words in form of a question and then pausing, "Did I . . . Have we met before?
If this obsidian beast thought his own mind was confused, this wolfess, this queen that stood before him was completely and utterly perplexed, the slender creature moved hesitantly, exiting the water, moving toward the dragon slowly, and Hurricane felt the need to draw back, to distance himself, there was a tug inside of him, and for the first time Hurricane did not want to hurt this princess. She was delicate, carved carefully from wood and clay. And Hurricane feared if he touched her she might shatter .
However Hurricane was the one who shattered when he caught the last words of her sentence "Are you lost too?" and the massive gladiator shuddered "Hurricane... I'm Hurricane of Mexico" despite having refused the vixen at the river he had met previously to shorten his name, this knight desperately wanted the girl before him to use the nickname he cherished so greatly, the rouge had not the slightest where is had come from, but it was important, perhaps almost as important as the identity of this lost ruler. However, when Hurricane went to use the young lass' name, he stopped short.
"I... I know you. But your name... I cant... You are important. I know you." Hurricane's deep voice rumbled through the clearing, puzzled, lost, and the would be king lowered himself to the earth, bowing before the girl for a reason unknown even to himself, "Maybe I am lost."
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Hurricane of Mexico
Can you?
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