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05-01-2017, 09:29 AM
Ganta’s gaze swept the battlefield as he returned to this place again, though his mind was focused on the past today. When his father had died… when Sin had been slain it had broken his family apart. Sure they hadn’t been the kindest wolves… but did that really make them evil? Where did one cross that fine line from evil to good? Could he ever be considered a wolf whom was pure of heart? He lowered his head, long mane falling before his ghostly silver-white eyes.
“I am not my father.” Ganta whispered to himself. “I am not Forsaken, Enigma, or Paradox. I will be a protector of the weak and broken. Even if I must stand up to all the evil wolves of Boreas and Auster alone… I will not fail them. I’d rather die than lose myself in that way. I have to protect those I care about.” He lifted his head, flicking that mane back to gaze upon the battlefield. While he was here he might as well call for an opponent.
Tilting his head back Ganta let out his cry for a friendly spar. Though there was nothing stopping his older siblings from showing their faces here. He didn’t bother sitting after that, gaze scanning the horizon. Who was going to be his opponent for today? |
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