Reminiscing
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Azure
Master Fighter (935)
Master Hunter (555)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1991
1991
player
RelevantKoala
RelevantKoala
11-05-2023, 05:13 PM
Beneath the moon's silver gaze, Azure walked the beach that whispered of home. His stride took him effortlessly through loose sand and jagged stones, the familiar route drawing him forward almost without thought. A neglected footbridge lay in his path, it's swollen wooden planks heavily ensnared by wild growth. With a careful claw, Azure unpicked the weeds one by one, watching as each stem easily yielded to his touch and fell - sliding back into the sea. He worked with as much care and reverence as one might uncover a neglected tombstone, freeing the bridge's memory from its verdant shroud.
His gaze drifted, tracing the cliff's face to where both history and nature had conspired to erase the Armada's touch. For a Fatalis born of these sands, however, the remnants of his birth den were impossible to miss. Eyes closed, he summoned the specters of youth - puppies tumbling from the cavern's embrace.... a titan and his diminutive consort, watching with warmth and with pride. The memory lingered just long enough to soften the edges of his loss before Az cast it aside, eyes open, resolve hardened.
As he moved westward, each stride stirred up further repressed emotion and feeling. Amongst every thought, mention of one wolf stood out the brightest. She was not only his beacon of warmth and light, but was forever a distinct, and deniable presence in his life. Hanako was his hardest earned prize, and one that Az had come to value above all others. The magnitude of his feelings for her bordered on so intense that he couldn't even openly acknowledge them. At least, not while their bond was perpetually tainted by the dark silhouette of Sparrow. Azure fur bristled, muscles coiling with a primal fury, a tempest of vengeance unspent. He imagined her pack and her progeny reduced to mere whispers in the obsidian sands, their existence snuffed out by his unyielding claws.
His fury was an eruption that dissipated as quickly as it had boiled, the fiery hate unwillingly washed away by the chilling surge of deeper, more challenging feelings. A heavy discomfort settled in his gut and the taste of acid rose high in his throat. This shadow of regret wasn't for the violence he'd imagined (and inflicted) but for the aftermath. Their packs had near come to war. His family had been endangered. Hana's happiness was a ghost of what it once was and their relationship had been undeniably fractured. Unspoken doubts lingered, but Azure's grip on the koi wolf was unyielding - a silent vow, a staunch refusal of anything that might pry her from his side. Was it the thought of losing her that incited such deep-seated fear, or was it the broader, more pervasive terror of change itself that he was so fervently trying to outrun?
As emotions threatened to overwhelm him, Azure redirected his turmoil and hurled a forceful paw through the damp sand. With a heavy swing of his arm, he cast his turmoil toward the sea, watching as it dissolved into nothingness against the relentless tide.
Both of Azure's ears have notches and tears.
Az has a scar across his right eye, a mirror image of his natural born marking.
Azure has saber fangs, bone spurs on his elbows and knees, and the paws/forelimbs of a bear.
Not all of these features are always reflected in his art.
Not all of these features are always reflected in his art.
Azure's companions are a very big bat and a young clouded leopard, unless otherwise stated assume they're not with him.
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