Post by Majesty on Dec 29, 2006 17:18:51 GMT -5
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The snow white hound was like a fairy tale, mystical and elusive as the saintly stag. Two large blue eyes were the main focus on her face, they glimmered even in the darkest of night and the clouds over the moon- probably that was the crucial reason she could not hunt for herself. Sometimes your eyes would be drawn to the silly little marking on her forehead, having been there since her rebirth: the tattoo of Satan’s son. A bright red 666 embedded on her brow like gems, though the marking was nothing of the sort. It could not be removed. Besides that, the colorless hound sported two very abnormally long wings, they were angelic and slim like the rest of her seductive figure. The two wings were larger than her body, and unfortunately the size of them didn’t enable her to fly. She couldn’t if she wanted to. Around the hound’s neck was a tight bustle of thorns, sharp and splintering into her neck. Two brightly colored roses rested in the tufts of fur, being planted there by herself, and soon they would wilt and she would replace them with whatever she could find. True beauty was pain. Then along came the looker’s personality . . . Timid around adults and other creatures she cared not much for other species or her own. She was eternally humming an old tune that seemed to run the nerves of some, others entranced by the song. She gained public knowledge this way, at night though, this beauty became a monster. A hostile personality was towards whelps of her own and other’s. She was among the Jack the Ripper of children, also known to eat them. Watch out world, here she comes.
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note: you'll have to roleplay with her to find out more. she also isn't
a member of the pack, or even an ally, she's a heavenhound and she's here.