ardent

Fire in my soul

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Ignis

"You become the monster you fear the most"

Insomnia
Hellhound

Master Fighter (635)

Master Hunter (240)

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age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
50
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
509
player
Dragon Mod

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05-24-2022, 05:48 PM

He hadn't been to this area in quite sometime. The crimson beast had been wandering, training, checking in with his demons and strengthening his bond with them, so to speak. His pack had dispersed ages ago, and following that, he found a sense of freedom he didn't know he had. But when that weight dropped from his shoulders, he found a whole new world opened up to him. Whether or not he would choose to take up the reigns again was up in the air, but for now? He enjoyed not bearing the responsibilities running a pack had brought. He tasted the night air, shuddering in the cool breeze that brushed his now multi-colored coat. He didn't know if it was an effect from the seasons of the long nights, or if he had eaten something strange, but whatever the case, his coat had morphed and before he knew it, the crimson male had been painted with varying colors of orange, white, and black etched onto his frame in patterns he quite adored.

He thought perhaps, that it might even be a gift from the demons he had chosen to worship and follow...though that sounded a bit far fetched, didn't it? Whatever the case, he embraced it. Just as he would embrace this night...and it seemed, he wouldn't be alone. Crimson gaze cast upwards towards the moon, and in its light, he spotted a rather ghostly figure. He watched her for a moment before deciding to head a bit closer, eyes dark as he prowled closer. "A fine night for a fine woman. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were born from the rays of the moon themselves,"

Ignis has a pair of Sika Deer antlers that are not depicted in his artwork (yet).
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon" schizophrenia inherited in his bloodline! Consider this your warning!
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.