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Karabela

Loner

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4 Years
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Female
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10-07-2015, 04:30 PM (This post was last modified: 10-07-2015, 04:32 PM by Karabela.)


Having only been in Abaven for a short while Karabela had next to no feelings regarding the fall of Threar.  She'd travelled far and wide but couldn't remember ever hearing about them and she supposed if it was a quiet, hippie pack that was to be expected.  However, she found it almost laughable that everyone was so upset that a peaceful pack had been attacked.  What a world it would if just by minding your own business other's would leave you alone!  If just by being kind and good no evil or hard times would ever befall you.  What a joke.  Karabela knew full well the world didn't work that way and it was probably their peacefulness that made them a target in the first place.  She cursed her own innocence and the deaths it had led to and thus she'd left such childish ideology behind her a long time ago.

However, regardless of that, the call of battle sung a vivid chorus in her veins and sent excitement pumping through her heart.  Yes!  This was the moment she'd been waiting for.  A chance not only to prove her worth as a warrior but also to prove… to prove to her mother that she was worthy of her surname.  Raba could not hope to best a woman who'd slain a bear and gave her life to save her foolish daughter.  But she would start here.  She would march to the drum of war and face those that would be deemed her enemies and she would not flinch or turn away.  The second it began she would dive in with everything she had and leave a massacre in her wake.  

Karabela ignored the speeches and the arguments as she stepped forward to address Bass. "I'm going with you.  I have to earn my keep and a Thyre will not turn her back when the battle call is sounded."  She grinned and steeled herself for the horror to come.  Others would speak of their deeds of preparation but she didn't give a flip.  She had only her fangs and that was all she need.  A pair of good fangs and a pound of tenacity.  

Karabela marched over to Starling and moved to playfully nip at his shoulder. "I'll help you with the great salad migration, Star." She grinned and sat down next to him while the adults finished up.


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