ardent

naïf -- non-conish.



Kefka

Somnium

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Medium
posts
102
player
Chrono I

Samhain 2022Critical Fail!
09-10-2020, 11:48 AM

Kefka still roamed with little purpose and his days stuck to his mother's hip like glue were now fading as he became more defiant and independent. He knew he was strong enough to branch off from her for a while now, years even. And he still found himself in the obeying nature of her rule over him. He knew he was so much more superior over her and yet he laid out like carpet she trampled over in her doorstep.

His paws silent, he'd hear just a little rustling in the distance and between the trees he spotted a once familiar blend of colors moving through the trunks. A grin became real as he watched her without his own movement from the distance and would wait eagerly before he moved forward to stalk her. Every paw step as silently as he tried. She'd stop by the rim of the pool of the waterfall. She looked almost peaceful to the sound. He'd freeze another moment in silence as he admired her. A dangerous predator.

He stepped forward letting his paws breach the sound of the ground beneath him to let his presence known to her. If she turned to see him she'd be greeted with a warming smile but no eyes on her as he moved passed her to take a seat beside. "Long time no see." A bit of a jokester, it had been some time since they first met. He could smell the reek of a pack off her now and it was an itch on his nose as he fought to fend off the disgust. His neck turned into her direction as he tried to grab her gaze, "Something have you down?" He questioned for a million reasons he picked up on as he stalked her through the woods. But he couldn't simply read her mind and besides, she could lie if she wanted to anyway.

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!Rated R! For language and sexual themes. Prone to violence.

(Kah-ef-kah Ah-brax-us)

Scent: Roses
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Season: Winter
Status: Single (Heterosexual)
Height: 40 inches
Home: Grapevine Cathedral
Maims: Sheath scarring, barely noticeable unless someone is actually looking there while he is belly-up

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