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01-12-2014, 08:30 AM
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Sephiroth

Night had fallen once again, the world always turning in its never ending cycle. Sephiroth had been sitting outside his den on the highest bluff of the island, overlooking the Southern side towards the mainland. He had made this den specifically to have a secure spot to use as a look out, to ensure no trespassers or enemies could get by without being seen. And from his vantage point, he could see everything along the shores for miles. It was a good spot, isolated yet hidden from prying eyes. If one were to look up at this spot from the beach below, he would appear as no more then an illusion. Perhaps even a part of the jungle background.

Picking himself up, Sephiroth decided to perhaps find some food. He had been patrolling nonstop, taking little sleep and little company. He had developed some sort of insomnia, though his body had been feeling the effects for the past couple weeks since he took up the task of ensuring their home was always safe. His bones felt tired and heavy, as if filled with lead. His paws the same, like weights constantly dragging him down. He knew it wasn't the bangles on his forelegs, those hardly weighed more then a pound each. No, he was wearing his body down...and yet, he would not admit it.

As he walked down the path he had made traipsing back and forth, his ears picked up a hiss along with the scent of another. The owner of the scent was unknown. But Sephiroth detected Valhalla upon him, and so he changed course to see who it was. Advancing through the trees, a silvery male came into sight. Though the males attention seemed to be pinpointed in one direction, and then he saw why. A snake, coiled and ready to strike threatened the boy. And with a growl, Sephiroth rushed forward. For a moment, all the exhaustion forgotten as a paw slammed down on the adders tail and teeth snapped across the creatures body. Canines tore through it, and when he released the body jerked and wiggled from the nerves. The dual toned man stepped back, aquamarine gaze lifting to the stranger. "You should be more careful around here. Some of the creatures in these parts are more dangerous then back where we used to live. I'm Sephiroth, and I trust you are a new member of Valhalla?"



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