On the frontlines of war
We have to find a better way
His life had been torn apart and then somewhat mended. The war had brought bloodshed to his land, it stained every pebble it seemed. His family was gone, his pack destroyed. By what other than their own species.
The war was grusum and took a toll on the mans mind. He had questioned his own sanity for a while now. His life was meaningless. He needed to make something exciting happen. He had joined Abendrot, where he was greater by three playful she wolves. They seemed to find him as a toy. Something they could play with and prod at. He wouldn't have it but he wouldn't be nasty about it either.
He had chosen the road of assassin. For some reason it had just seemed to be more of an opportunity. His ranking would hopefully be well placed if he had a chance to show his ability. He had met the Queen but he had not met the King yet. The Queen seemed to take pleasure in watching the two other wolfess' toy with him, they were cruel people. In his state of mind, he wouldn't want it any other way.
The shadow moved from place to place before finding himself inside a cave. Water puddle on the floor as it also dripped from the ceiling. He felt he needed to meet the pack a little more. Discuss a mission for him to see how well he could do. His body rested in a crevice, settling in nicely as red orbs seemed to glow from the light that had shown through the entrance. This seemed like a nice spot to think.
"And I will stand my ground until the end"
:: Mabbit :: Adult :: Demon :: Mate :: Heirs :: Home :: -Cris'Girl- ::
'Till we conquer them all
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