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Circe I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
90
player
02-22-2017, 09:57 PM (This post was last modified: 02-22-2017, 10:38 PM by Circe I.)


Unlike her siblings, Astaroth had already taken a position atop one of the many hills, and she lounges from a few knolls away, gazing down and watching the critters below. A cocky smile graced her lips, but when did it not? It persisted even when she was wrong... Not that it ever happened. She was, of course, correct most of the time. Well... At least to the mortal beings. Those with Abraxos blood - and those whom she gained respect for who shared their name but not their blood - she could grudgingly admit when she was wrong.

Speaking of her siblings... Astaroth eyed them from afar, rejoining their father. Though she was also on the knolls, she had not yet spoke to her father that day beyond a simple greeting. Perhaps that ought to change; after all, she'd exchanged nary a word with her beloved siblings as well.

Grinning to herself, the behemoth of a wolf pushed herself to her paws and jogged slowly over to where they all were. Sure, it took her a bit longer than the others might - she wasn't larger than most of them, but she was a lot slower - but it meant she wasn't out of breath when she swaggered to the top of the knoll where her family was reconvening.

It seemed they were managing quite the nice chat when Astaroth burst in, the life of the party, of course. Even so, the look in her eyes - the cockiness - took a turn to fondness, and she aimed to bump shoulders first with Lilith, and then Archon. She managed to come up with the tail end of Amon's comment, and she laughed quietly. "I know, right? It's such a miracle. I marvel at it every instance," she teased, a wicked glint entering her eyes. Okay, maybe she couldn't help poking fun at her siblings, but it was all fun and games - although sometimes, she sure as hell was surprised any of them lived the day. With their godly genes, they sometimes... tempted fate a bit more than they should.

But then again, that's where all the fun comes from.

"Talk" "You" Think
Circe has a male spitting cobra companion named Gwydion. Unless stated otherwise he is always with Circe.

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