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[sup]© tikki[/sup]YOU SAY YOU WANNA CRY, BUT YOU NEVER DO-
Sleepless nights plagued both of them, it seemed. But Solsken was one a large beast as Byriath was. He hoped that he would be there in time. But as fate is never too kind, the great Xenosmilus was too late, and came across the scene after all had happened. Powerful paws stooped as he stared at the patch of fur. He tried to figure out what happened, but rage bubbled in his mind. Rage at the boldness of the intruder for taking the boy he thought of as a son, and rage at the boldness of the intruders themselves for going past the border.
They were taking advantage of Romulus being ill. Running into the territory with no idea of what lay within, because the borders had not been as enforced as they were before. Something had to be done. The guru snarled, and stared in the direction of the scent trail. "Something must be done." And he had to get his son back.
They were taking advantage of Romulus being ill. Running into the territory with no idea of what lay within, because the borders had not been as enforced as they were before. Something had to be done. The guru snarled, and stared in the direction of the scent trail. "Something must be done." And he had to get his son back.
[color=#9700ff]-SUGAR, THERE'S A REASON WHY WE LOSE!
BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE
THE WORLD THAT HARDENS AS THE HARSHER WINTER HOLDS --
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BYRIATH ATOKENSIS - XENOSMILUS - LONER - ATTACKS IN UNDERLINED ITALICS.