The algid winds brush past your face violently -- an obvious storm was approching at an unusual speed. It seemed -- bewteen the dead shrubbery, limp trees and ghostly aura -- everything was gone. Though that extrasensory feeling still ran up your spine, crippling you at every mere sound. The sound of wind or crackling leaves flowing against the grounds, you would jump, startled.
Then...
Crack.
That awkward noise led your head un-delayedly toward a tilted-headed silhouette lurking in the under-brush.

You back away as the vacant- violet eyed figure stepped forward. Heart beating vulgarly against your chest as a sweltering bead of sweat rolled down your forehead... down belatedly and soon reaching your left eye. Stinging it. Plastering it.
An exasperate grunt-like noise abruptly shot into the air; the silhouette now revealing itself. Exposing its mind-bottling beauty and sinsiter looking emotions. "You.." she hissed, tongue rolling dilatorily from her mouth and licking her white maw. The female-canine's vocals were so strange. So sweet, with a tint of accent overlaying each and every word. They were like honey, and nobody should have had an alibi not to fall in love with them...
Come closer...
She purrs.

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x.N a m e: Anastaye Velise Navaidah
x.P r o n o u n c e d: (anne-ah-stay - fell-eez - nah-vay-dah)
x.A l i a s: Anna.
x.G e n d e r: Female
x.L i v i n g: Un-known, seems to be a grown adult.
x.S i r e: Dead, (Forign Navaidah)
x.D a m e: Known to be alive. (Naelah Saylou)
x.S i b l i n g s: Anarchy, Taylor.
x.D e s i r e /mate: Tios
x.H o m e l a n d s: Jatori lands of Kallahan.
x.R a n k i n g: Warrior
x.E n e m i e s: Anarchy.
x.S p e c i e s: Mortal lupess.
x.B i r t h P l a c e: Donama.

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[-Frame: Slim, petite.

[-Pelt: Mix of black, grey and white.

[-Legs: Black, silver, with two white stripes.

[-Opts: Light Violet(Almost periwinkle). There is also white and black swirl marking beneth her left eye.

[-Tail: black, white hued.

[-Ears: Long, slender, two silver-tipped feathers on left.

[-Mane: Barely any. Silver.

[-Feathers:
The feathers are just white, with silver tipped. They actually have no meaning. Just... decoration?

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The Land is part of the pack Kallahan. Which makes up of three main clans. Yar, Jatori, and Peurson.
I simply wandered into the lands of Jatori, and was immediatly tested with a battle. A battle with Limethios... Pass, get beat to death or kept as a slave. My three options. But i'm a warrior now...
I can truthfully call Jatori an abode... some place I could call a truthfull home....

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Its complicated . . but I'm loveing this man..
Limenthios.
I swore to never love after Garret. After the pup. After the -- abuse. But I shall be insubordinate and admitt that I love him. I don't know whats lurking in Tios's untrustworthy, sardonic mind ... but my heart grows feeble when I'm with him, when he touches me...
I've never felt this way before.

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Viniashi; Ahh, Vin. Well, lets start off with; I saw ME in HER. She was strong-minded, swift, suductive fea that I enjoyed being around. I actually respected this vampiric wanton; Takeing her in as if a sister. But now that she dissapeared from the Tor lands... I seem to differ.

Lyssbeth; Mhm, Beth. Well, I actucally met this female before joining Jatori, on my travels. She happens to be much older than me, legless, and bizzare in many ways. Though, with Beth -- even thought she is the most otherworldly fea i've met in my life -- she is respected.

Dre; Well... I guess you could call this man A friend? When Dre first approched into the lands, it seemed like the only thing on his mind was sending a wink my way. So, thats how we met. -archy brow- I guess you could say I know him better through Vin, his mate.

Lucifier; He's anemic, annoying, ondscent_ like, unwanted by many, but still... everyone has potential. And I see that deep inside of him, this flawful man has darkness plastering his soul.

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(Family.. YET AGAIN... I need another picture.)

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