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Post by Illyria on Jul 17, 2006 23:24:08 GMT -5
Name: Illyria Age(In Seasons): 40 Alignment (Dark/Light): Light Wolf Breed: Unknown Gender: Femme Fur Color(s): Sand-colored. Silver fur underneath from aging. (Illy's 10 in this) Eye Color: Crystal Blue +Pack: Silver Falls +Rank: Unknown +Mate: None *Personality: Hidden *Past: Hidden Example Post: The ash sifts beneath my aged paws. My silver muzzle searches the ways for any signs of life. Nothing. And yet, here I am. I am not sure how I lived, or why. There was no reason for me to. It just happened. Sometimes I think, as I wander this new world, that there was a reason for me to be here, alive, though most of whom I knw and was is gone. I am not real anymore, it would seem. My mind fades more each passing day, like a rock that the ocean waves crash upon. Eventually, I will be gone. But I must search Sethrus for meaning. For an answer. OOC Name: Illy *Picture:
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