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01-03-2014, 02:33 PM
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While she was nearly her mother?s doppelg?nger in both her ruthlessness and incessant ambition, the phantom was an individual nonetheless ? one who felt the faintest emotional pull towards the select few of her bloodline and one who had remained devoted even to a brother whose loyalties had shifted to an outsider. The wraith was as callous as she was dedicated, and yet, few knew of the positive traits she retained for she had almost mastered the ability to obscure what little redeeming qualities she possessed through the intensive reprimanding she had received from her mother. Emotion was something she had been forbidden to display let alone feel, and therefore it had been a concept she had discarded early in her youth ? something that surfaced only on rare occasions.


The voice that extracted her from her collection of thought had been one so foreign to the babe, yet immediately she recognized who it belonged to, skull rapidly elevating from its perch atop her oversized paws as her muzzle extended in the direction the voice had emanated from. Triangular ears swiveled this way and that in an attempted effort to help her locate the goliath that sired her, pupils ravaging through the underbrush of her surroundings in search of his pallid form. Immediately, the gleam of his pale fur beneath the moonlight captivated her attention, dread soon flooding the pit of her stomach at the realization that the outcome was inevitable, skull abruptly lowering behind the foliage she rested near in an attempt to remain hidden. ?No, she thought as she regained her composure, ?What must be done, must be done.


With as much splendor as the phantom prodigy could gather, she pulled her mass upon all fours, sauntering out from the shadows to reveal her presence to her disowned father as she stalked towards the shoreline of a shallow pool of rainwater. Digits grazed the cool liquid as she halted in her stride, silence encumbering the babe as her mismatched gaze scrutinized her father?s form for any trace of fury or weakness, finding none despite recent events involving Devya. Little to no emotion filtered through the wraith?s porcelain countenance as her pupils lingered upon the man, at a loss for words until her arrogance got the best of her. ?How?s Devya?? she taunted, mischief dancing briefly across her eyes even through the monotony of her speech. ?Do you know how strong I am?