ardent

Stuck Under The Covers

Lurid



Kefka

Somnium

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

Samhain 2022Critical Fail!
01-14-2021, 04:14 PM

Lurid's appearance from behind him wouldn't startle him. Maybe if they hadn't known each other he would have been even just the slightest amount alarmed, but he wasn't one to flee from danger or fear in any circumstance. And since he knew Lurid even as her wicked and demented self, he turned to welcome her presence with his usual clown grin, his face and eyes darkened by the forest around them. He paused, allowing Lurid with her recently healed leg to catch up beside him before going to continue the walk farther.

"She's doing well, she's back in our den at Dreamer's Col." His voice was friendly as he went on, "She enjoyed our trip to Auster, she's a smart girl." It was honest and not only his opinion as her father. Sure Relm had a bit of an attitude that Kefka noticed towards other wolves, which Kefka couldn't deny he desired such sass in her. It meant she wouldn't let others push her around in his eyes. But she showed a lot of intelligence for her age. She read things differently than even he did as a child or even now. She still had a lot to learn and observe over the next couple years or even just through the course of her life, but she was a scholar no doubt.

He didn't leave much room for silence but of course let Lurid get her piece if she had anything to comment on his little pride and joy. There was a job that had to be done on his journey, and it was time for him to deliver the message. "Auster was much better suited for the weather. But it's still troubling that the cold hasn't skipped over the Bifröst. There were some nights flurries blanketed over the land." He paused for a moment, but still had more to say, "Though, on my way back, a pack was settling into the lands just over the switch in continents. It seems like Auster is on the minds of other wolves around here. I wouldn't be surprised if others, even just bands have the same idea."

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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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