I am the hand of God. I am the dark messiah. I am the vengeful one.
Battles cries did not frighten the young child born from the Nightmare and the Monster. The blood that ran through her veins held the inner strength of a creature that could never be capable of submitting to another. She was born with the unknown knowledge of being an indomitable creature and she would not understand until she got older why she seemed so drawn to a battle cry. Dark black paws carried her small frame of charcoal and silver over the wet fields leaving her small paw prints within the mud behind her. She had come all this way near the border of the woodlands puzzled to see why only the Provider came and no one else. Staying within the tall grasses those vibrant emerald eyes that held a gracious touch of her Mother's sapphire blue watched as the Provider attacked the white wolf with one green eye. The young child was not aware of what was going on, but seeing her Mother continue her attacks and being injured at the same time appeared quite amazing to her.
The Provider was seen now as a new Protector of sorts and the young one watched her back when she walked away from Jaidah. Always her growls sounded playful rather than feral, but for the first time as Nevermore snarled she sounded just as ferocious as her parents before her. This was her home and she was pleased that the Provider had done as she was meant to do, to provide safety and sanctuary for all. As soon as the white wolf left Nevermore scampered as quickly as she possibly could towards her Mother as soon as her summoning call held a victorious tune.
Already she saw in the distance her Mother being confronted by Flare and her dark tail swayed side to side as she managed to get to her Mother's side. As Brother made his approach she waited until he moved away putting herself in the same position as him as she licked her Mother's chest in an affectionate manner. She was proud of her, but when the Protector came she quickly placed herself beside her Brother, giving him space as he inspected the Provider. While the rest of the members came she happily sat near her Brother, her dark and silver tinted chest puffed out proudly. As all came to see her Provider showing their respects and look of approval, Nevermore couldn't help, but wonder if one day she too could be like her Mother.
Sister to Gunsynd, Half-Sister of Raven, Lonhro, Singe, Riven, and Sier
Born to Haunt Asteraia, Of Tobias and Tick Tock
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