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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Dec 11, 2012 21:37:00 GMT -5
 It was weird. I felt like I should be more upset than that. I had lost my birth mother and siblings. Granted, it was before I could see anything, but it had happened and I had found out. Then I lost my adopted mother and father. Then my best friend, Evangeline, went crazy and said things that scared me--so I lost her, too. Then Akila died. Then Paradox was found out to be a folami murderer. Now daddy was dead. I may have been made of muscle from years of abuse from the pack, and my skin may be more scar-tissue than anything else, but inside I was still a child. You'd think a child would eventually just lay down and tell the world to fuck itself.
Or maybe it was because I was a child that I was prepared to start over. Again.
Maybe this life I would live and do something good for the world. I had lived three lives now. Let's see, life never one I cannot remember. Again, could not see or hear yet. Life number two I did a lot. I had gotten my mother, and possibly my father, killed while they look for me. Convinced another child to get adopted by my parents, which lead her to the pack, which lead her to torture, which killed her. I had taught a folami about Dio, a false god, that made this folami turn kittenhugger, which got her murdered in the end. Life number three I got daddy to turn kittenhugger. Dead. I got Carska to turn kittenhugger, which lead to kittenhugging children, which broke apart what could have been a happy family. Now that family sits in shambles, every adult and child broken and uncertain about who they are and if life is worth it. Oh, what good have I done? I was a very useful training object for a good amount of time. I was valuable in teaching folami how to kill cats. But was that good thing so grand it could shadow over all I had done wrong and destroyed? Not even close.
Pain shot through my snout as it made contact with a tree. I ignored the pain and the drip of blood oozing from the wound on my nose. I was used to injury. I sidestep the tree and merely continued to walk, determining to put everything behind me and to start again. I would find another family, and I would do good.
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Post by I L Y I C H on Dec 14, 2012 22:47:36 GMT -5
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Stupid. I could smell her blood even over the layer of musk covering my form. Bokor was so fond of having us smell of him, but perhaps that simply made it easier for his sibling gods to find us? The time would come. But why was Abeni all the way out here? Had she heard of the new path? My paw steps came a bit faster, gray feet skimming the grass as I hurried now. The chocolate pelted master had been so glad to find new companions. So happy to see that there were those he could heal. Help away from the lies that were spun about Dio and Skoll. A god on earth, mortal as he was immortal. That was truth. I could see that, and scent the smell of him on my very flesh. Lies didn't have that hint of truth.
Was Abeni coming to be saved?
Amber eyes narrowed slightly into the rain I gave a hearty huff upon spotting that lanky muscular form. Did she remember me? Doubtful. The lioness wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and I had been so young when she had vanished. Run away. Run away kitty. I was still young, but only physically. Bokor said I had an old soul. One of his old followers showed me the way back to him. To save a second soul. That's what he said. And now I could help Abeni. I would help save Abeni too. Skoll and Dio were lost to their own petty ways. Let their followers destroy each other. Bokor cared for his disciples. He loved us. Abeni needed love didn't she? Keeping my body trained towards the scent of lion and the light lapping of blood at the edges it only took me a short walk to catch up. She wasn't far off, nor was she particularly daring in her attempts to hide.
"Abeni?"
ooc:// look at this pile of shiiiiiiit
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Dec 14, 2012 23:00:15 GMT -5
Yes, I knew this dog. I could not find a name, but I remembered faces well enough. I linked the image to Lucifer, and decided it was one of his children. Lucifer had been an enemy at one point of time, but it did not matter anymore. I had known this particular dog for a very brief amount of time. I left very soon after Lucifer's children could leave the den. Right before the return of Bidziil and the split of the pack. Yes, this dog was something familiar and once tacked onto an emotion of hate, but what did it matter now? I was starting new. This dog could be to me whatever it wanted to be to me.
"Daiade died." That was all I said at first as I stopped walking and merely examined this dog with a quizzical eye. That would answer any question as to a reason I was off wandering alone. Now that it was out, I could avoid all further talk of those past lives. I could truly leave it behind. This dog smelled strongly of other animals--one in particular, a feline. Yes, this could possibly be my new beginning, the family I needed to give me a purpose that would not lead in uncalled for death. "You smell of cat." Even though I tried to sound neutral, the child in me would not let go of old habits so easily. Dogs who smelled of cat without blood were supposed to be bad, the mistakes that needed reprogramming.
Damn it, how could I begin a new life when the old one refuses to stop biting my tail?
OOC//: You may power-play Abeni in you have the desire to bring her to Bokor or something. Just to add content if you need help with it...because I gave you very little here, haha. |
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