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The jingle of some distant music lures you into these caves. What could make such ethereal noise, such strange and foriegn sound? You arrive in a room, dark, save for those glittering stones, which appear to resonate with noise. A stone figure stands in the center: the shape and size of a wolf. Welcome to my abode... the statue exclaims, and in a burst of brown rock, she comes to life as a glowing, crystalline canine. Do you like my music?

Name: Feamoriah
Alias: Moriah
Age: Young
Gender: Female
Personality: Despite her kind face, Moriah is a cynical creature. Because she was abused by her own family for so long--because she was ladden with a terrible, unalterable disease that would have been the death of her--she views the world with ever-growing skeptism Even though she was healed, this simply throws her view into more chaos: does one person deserve to live more than another, does one person have the right to be cured while there are certainly others suffering?

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Two songs become one, love...I can't imagine!

They were warriors--and I? I was not able to walk, let alone enjoy the run of a hunt. They would take care of me, naturally, but only because I was one of them. Family. Whenever they fed me, I'd get glares. Whenever I tried to talk or make light of things, I was quickly snapped at. What made things worse: I couldn't help it. No matter how hard I tried, I wasn't able to grow stronger. There was something sick deep within me that wouldn't allow it.

So off I went. While they slept, I was barely able to sneak away. A fresh snowfall kept my scent dull until I reached the shelter of an unoccupied cave. Nothing lived here, I could tell, and nothing had been there recently, either. I rested a long time before waking up again to lovely music. A cool draft blew at me from within the cave, and I followed it eagerly, looking for the source of the music. That's when I reached this room. However, before I could investigate more, my weariness overtook me.

I was suddenly in a world too real to be real, that magnificent place you can only reach in dreams, where the music sounded ten times more magnificent, ten times more breathtaking, ten times--well, you get the picture. It took the form of a misty wolf, made of tiny bits of crystal.

I'll help you if you help me," it said with a melodius sigh.

What kind of help?" "I'm alone right now, in this cave, with no one to hear me. If you listen to me, I'll protect you and keep you from harm." "Does that mean I have to stay here forever?" "Perhaps. You may travel wherever you want, so long as you do not stray music for long. For that is who I am:music itself. If you want to leave, you must take me with you.

What was there to fear from such an offer? Nothing I could see. I remember nodding, and then felt the warm stone beneath my muzzle as the motion woke me. I was now glowing with music, reflecting the crystals all around me. I could fly for short distances--though it was more like floating--and I could summon the stones and earth around me, to form a shield, or a support, if I ever grew weary.

Such a creature am I.

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