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..::Into the Darkness::.. The forst is still, silent....you wander aimlessly under the moonless, sparkling sky, nearly compleatly black except for tiny glittering stars billions of miles away, you take a moment to gaze at the sky....Half of them are already burnt out, you know. The deep voice startles you, you turn around to see a blur of glowing red in the distance, two eyes? I guess nobody told them they were done for... The voice is followed by a sadistic laugh, which echoes as the blur of red darts away from you, leaving you two choices, follow or turn back towards town.... ..::Who::.. Name: Ronaeo Alias: Roe Pronunciation: Row-nae-oh Age: Immortal Species: Wolf/Spirit Gender: Male Color: Ebony/Ivory Eyes: Crimson Markings: Ivory/red Build: Muscular Expression: Lonely Sire: Deceased Dame: Deceased Love: Caiisha... Living Pups: Pawnee, Taunt, Xiki, and Roezokk ..::Story::.. On a cold night, a three young pups were born unto a kind pair of wolves. His father, blacker than the moonless night with white stripes, and his mother, silver with crimson moon and star markings, as well as feather wings. One pup was white, and the other ebony, taking after his father. The third pup dissapeared that very night, leaving everyone except the mother oblivious to it's existance. The ebon' pup also bore cresant moon markings, and crimson stripes, those of his mother, like his shimmering silver wings. The snowy pup was often vicous, cruel, but the little ebony pup was kind, loving. They dubbed him "Ronaeo"-meaning 'Angel soul' in the native language of his father. His mother grew ill after giving birth, and died within a few days. Many members of the pack were upset, and Ronaeo's father was blamed for her death. The pack never trusted their father, seeing that he bore a scar in the shape of a number, '2041'. Their father was attacked and murdered, causing the two young pups to run away. They surely would have died if the humans had not found them, but perhaps that would've been a better fate. Humans came, destroying the forest, setting it ablaze. Roe tried to run with his brother, but their struggle was futile agaisnt the humans in their agile vehicles, and they caught up to them and they were both thrown into dark cages. Roe never saw his brother after that, but knew he was unwanted by his hateful brother. He sat in a cold cage for days, starving, and dying of thirst. A few days later his bones began to show on his infant body and he was unable to even whimper a cry of help. After a week, the humans finally gave him food and water, it was a miracle the young nearly newborn pup had survived this long, perhaps why the humans decided to do what they did next. They'd only give him enough food to survive, and nothing more. He remained in the same, square cage for countless days, loosing his mind and spirit. Finally, the humans let him out, and began experimenting on him. He received injections everyday, and soon found his strength reaturning. Seeing that the injections made him strong and powerful, poor Angel Soul began to like them. He lived for the needle that peirced his thin flesh each day, which grew tougher and tougher, he longed to feel the liquid that burned through his veins as he felt his muscles enlarge within his body. He grew with unnatural speed, becoming larger than an adult wolf within just a month. Soon, he was being trained as an assassin. He learned to kill, he learned to torture-but his immature mind left him vulnerable, and desensatized to the violence and gore. Angel Soul became a Devil without knowing it, for he was never taught morals, and how can one judge when one knows not what good or evil is? The only emotions he learned to live on were anger and fear. Soon, he attempted an escape, and succeded. He ran out of the lab, never to return. In the forest he ran away to, he met a charming femme, Shekari. His body was mature but his mind hadn't yet, and he thought that he fell in love. She soon grew heavy with his two pups but, sadly, she turned him back over to the humans before he even knew she was with pups. It had all been a plot to lure Roe back into the lab, and once she gave birth, she sold one pup and abandoned the other in a creavesse of a rock. Back at the lab once more, Roe was treated worse now. He was moved into a high-security dungeon, where he awaited many days in solitude, receiving only drug-laced food and murky water. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned to years...he would never be free, and soon his hope was lost compleatly. His heart had been broken, his Angelic soul had been torn, and now he truely had become a demon. Rage built within him, he lost memory of his own name for quite some time, learning to murder his own kind within the lab. The scientists would put him against other "too dangerous or aggresive" experiments for their own amusement, a fight to the death everytime. For many months he fought against others, and lived on their carcasses. One dark day he was put against his own brother, Rea...poor Roe, he had no intention of killing his arrogant brother, but when he was attacked at full force by him Roe dug his fangs into his warm neck and spilled all his blood. He watched as his brother drew in one final breath, and then died in front of him. Ronaeo sat in his cold cagelicking the blood from his paws after the fight, when a scientist came into the room with a steaming iron bar in the shape of a numbe, "2042", on the edge. The number was stamped into Ronaeo's left forearm, but as it was, the scientist laughed and muttered, " You are no longer Ronaeo, number 2019. Perhaps it was hearing his name that gave him newfound hope, but whatever it was, he broke free of the shackles that held him the very next day, and ran out into the wasteland that was the outside of the lab. He flapped his feather wings, flying above into the sky. Suddenly, and electric shock jumped through his entire body, sending him to the ground. He landed on the razorwire fence, being shocked again. His feather wings caught in the wire, and his left forearm had been impailed on a spike at the top. He fell to the ground, in too much pain to even cry out. The spike had ripped his forarm compeatly off, causing him to rapidly loose blood. He went unconcious, pain overwhelming him. He awoke, the pain faded, but lingered on his back and arm. He looked down to his arm, yelping as he saw a new, mettalic limb attached. He practiced moving it, then saw huge sheets of metal jutting out of his back. With tears in his eyes, all he could do was pound on the bars of the cage to be let free, his heartbeat racing and his breath rapid. Finally, the bars broke, and he was free once more. He crashed into the wall, running out into the courtyard of the lab, breaking through the fence as his body smoked. He fell on the other side...so much pain...Sirens wailed and red lights flashed, humans came chasing after him. But then, they stopped, Let him go. One said, He's had enough. He said, and the humans walked back into the lab. Shocked, Roe watched with a smile-he was finally free. Beggining his new life, the wolf searched through the forest for anyone-a friend perhaps. He met a young female, Taunt. Something seemed so...familiar about her. He soon realized that it was his pup, and then met his other pup, Pawnee shortly after. Happy for once, he then met another lupess that made him even happier, Myst. He fell in love, he was sure this time, but sadly, another came into his life, Caiisha He ended up choosing Caiisha-feeling it was the right thing to do, for she needed him more than Myst, and he knew that Caiisha would not be alright on her own. Caiisha and Roe had f o u r pups, but t wo dissapeared shortly after. Soon, Myst had dissapeared, and his two pups Taunt and Pawnee. He searched for them, but soon realized they'd never find each other again. Not long after this, Roe lost track of his two children Roezokk and Xikiax...for two years he searched, but they were gone....to where, Roe still does not know. Alone again, he trotted through a dead forest, and met his former mate, on the shoreline of the ocean. After seeing it was truly Shekari, he felt so much sadness, so much hate. He fought her, and was slashed across the throat. He left a large mark over her chest, causing her to bleed out. Falling into the ocean, he tried to swim to the surface, but his body was paralyzed with rage. Blood leaked from his mouth, chest, and around his metal paw. He watched as his life ended, helplessly trying to cry out. He thought his suffering was over, but no, it was far from over. He came back as a ghost, or perhaps he never truely died. He could feel pain, sadness, he could eat and drink like nothing had happened, but his heart was now numb, and nothing could change his cold ways. He grew so cold, so hateful that he lost his ability to see color, which only made him more depressed. So now he remains, forever alone, forever broken, a mere ghost of what he once was. ..::Family::.. Taunt, the daughter I met first...When I approached this femme for the first time, something seemed so...familiar..so dark about her...I soon discovered her mother had abandoned her in a crack in a rock, and sold the other into a circus...then she described what she could remember of her good for nothing mother, and I knew it was Shekari...For a while, Taunt and I were on good terms, and I learned she was much like me, a dangerous trait...She had my strength, my speed, my stealth, all the attributes of a killer...which she soon became. Taunt is probably the only pup even remotely like me...perhaps why we don't speak anymore....I miss my little killer...I wonder if I'll see her again... ..::Adoptables/Art::.. MY ADOPTABLES NOTE: THE USERNAME SAYS Axonic BECAUSE I AM SWITCHING TO THAT ACCOUNT AS MY MAIN VERY SOON. Customs: Requests: open to FRIENDS Trades: Open/Closed Adoptables for me MAKE ONE FOR ME PLZ? Contact ricky_racoon322 if you would be willing to make one!! ..::Leaving?::..

STORY UPDATED, ADOPTIES ADDED!!!

..::Into the Darkness::..

The forst is still, silent....you wander aimlessly under the moonless, sparkling sky, nearly compleatly black except for tiny glittering stars billions of miles away, you take a moment to gaze at the sky....Half of them are already burnt out, you know. The deep voice startles you, you turn around to see a blur of glowing red in the distance, two eyes? I guess nobody told them they were done for... The voice is followed by a sadistic laugh, which echoes as the blur of red darts away from you, leaving you two choices, follow or turn back towards town....

..::Who::..

Name: Ronaeo
Alias: Roe
Pronunciation: Row-nae-oh
Age: Immortal
Species: Wolf/Spirit
Gender: Male
Color: Ebony/Ivory
Eyes: Crimson
Markings: Ivory/red
Build: Muscular
Expression: Lonely
Sire: Deceased
Dame: Deceased
Love: Caiisha...
Living Pups: Pawnee, Taunt, Xiki, and Roezokk

..::Story::..

On a cold night, a three young pups were born unto a kind pair of wolves. His father, blacker than the moonless night with white stripes, and his mother, silver with crimson moon and star markings, as well as feather wings. One pup was white, and the other ebony, taking after his father. The third pup dissapeared that very night, leaving everyone except the mother oblivious to it's existance. The ebon' pup also bore cresant moon markings, and crimson stripes, those of his mother, like his shimmering silver wings. The snowy pup was often vicous, cruel, but the little ebony pup was kind, loving. They dubbed him "Ronaeo"-meaning 'Angel soul' in the native language of his father. His mother grew ill after giving birth, and died within a few days. Many members of the pack were upset, and Ronaeo's father was blamed for her death. The pack never trusted their father, seeing that he bore a scar in the shape of a number, '2041'. Their father was attacked and murdered, causing the two young pups to run away. They surely would have died if the humans had not found them, but perhaps that would've been a better fate.

Humans came, destroying the forest, setting it ablaze. Roe tried to run with his brother, but their struggle was futile agaisnt the humans in their agile vehicles, and they caught up to them and they were both thrown into dark cages. Roe never saw his brother after that, but knew he was unwanted by his hateful brother. He sat in a cold cage for days, starving, and dying of thirst. A few days later his bones began to show on his infant body and he was unable to even whimper a cry of help. After a week, the humans finally gave him food and water, it was a miracle the young nearly newborn pup had survived this long, perhaps why the humans decided to do what they did next. They'd only give him enough food to survive, and nothing more. He remained in the same, square cage for countless days, loosing his mind and spirit.

Finally, the humans let him out, and began experimenting on him. He received injections everyday, and soon found his strength reaturning. Seeing that the injections made him strong and powerful, poor Angel Soul began to like them. He lived for the needle that peirced his thin flesh each day, which grew tougher and tougher, he longed to feel the liquid that burned through his veins as he felt his muscles enlarge within his body. He grew with unnatural speed, becoming larger than an adult wolf within just a month. Soon, he was being trained as an assassin. He learned to kill, he learned to torture-but his immature mind left him vulnerable, and desensatized to the violence and gore. Angel Soul became a Devil without knowing it, for he was never taught morals, and how can one judge when one knows not what good or evil is? The only emotions he learned to live on were anger and fear. Soon, he attempted an escape, and succeded. He ran out of the lab, never to return. In the forest he ran away to, he met a charming femme, Shekari. His body was mature but his mind hadn't yet, and he thought that he fell in love. She soon grew heavy with his two pups but, sadly, she turned him back over to the humans before he even knew she was with pups. It had all been a plot to lure Roe back into the lab, and once she gave birth, she sold one pup and abandoned the other in a creavesse of a rock.

Back at the lab once more, Roe was treated worse now. He was moved into a high-security dungeon, where he awaited many days in solitude, receiving only drug-laced food and murky water. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months turned to years...he would never be free, and soon his hope was lost compleatly. His heart had been broken, his Angelic soul had been torn, and now he truely had become a demon. Rage built within him, he lost memory of his own name for quite some time, learning to murder his own kind within the lab. The scientists would put him against other "too dangerous or aggresive" experiments for their own amusement, a fight to the death everytime. For many months he fought against others, and lived on their carcasses. One dark day he was put against his own brother, Rea...poor Roe, he had no intention of killing his arrogant brother, but when he was attacked at full force by him Roe dug his fangs into his warm neck and spilled all his blood. He watched as his brother drew in one final breath, and then died in front of him. Ronaeo sat in his cold cagelicking the blood from his paws after the fight, when a scientist came into the room with a steaming iron bar in the shape of a numbe, "2042", on the edge. The number was stamped into Ronaeo's left forearm, but as it was, the scientist laughed and muttered, " You are no longer Ronaeo, number 2019.

Perhaps it was hearing his name that gave him newfound hope, but whatever it was, he broke free of the shackles that held him the very next day, and ran out into the wasteland that was the outside of the lab. He flapped his feather wings, flying above into the sky. Suddenly, and electric shock jumped through his entire body, sending him to the ground. He landed on the razorwire fence, being shocked again. His feather wings caught in the wire, and his left forearm had been impailed on a spike at the top. He fell to the ground, in too much pain to even cry out. The spike had ripped his forarm compeatly off, causing him to rapidly loose blood. He went unconcious, pain overwhelming him.

He awoke, the pain faded, but lingered on his back and arm. He looked down to his arm, yelping as he saw a new, mettalic limb attached. He practiced moving it, then saw huge sheets of metal jutting out of his back. With tears in his eyes, all he could do was pound on the bars of the cage to be let free, his heartbeat racing and his breath rapid. Finally, the bars broke, and he was free once more. He crashed into the wall, running out into the courtyard of the lab, breaking through the fence as his body smoked. He fell on the other side...so much pain...Sirens wailed and red lights flashed, humans came chasing after him. But then, they stopped, Let him go. One said, He's had enough. He said, and the humans walked back into the lab. Shocked, Roe watched with a smile-he was finally free.

Beggining his new life, the wolf searched through the forest for anyone-a friend perhaps. He met a young female, Taunt. Something seemed so...familiar about her. He soon realized that it was his pup, and then met his other pup, Pawnee shortly after. Happy for once, he then met another lupess that made him even happier, Myst. He fell in love, he was sure this time, but sadly, another came into his life, Caiisha He ended up choosing Caiisha-feeling it was the right thing to do, for she needed him more than Myst, and he knew that Caiisha would not be alright on her own. Caiisha and Roe had f o u r pups, but t wo dissapeared shortly after. Soon, Myst had dissapeared, and his two pups Taunt and Pawnee. He searched for them, but soon realized they'd never find each other again. Not long after this, Roe lost track of his two children Roezokk and Xikiax...for two years he searched, but they were gone....to where, Roe still does not know.

Alone again, he trotted through a dead forest, and met his former mate, on the shoreline of the ocean. After seeing it was truly Shekari, he felt so much sadness, so much hate. He fought her, and was slashed across the throat. He left a large mark over her chest, causing her to bleed out. Falling into the ocean, he tried to swim to the surface, but his body was paralyzed with rage. Blood leaked from his mouth, chest, and around his metal paw. He watched as his life ended, helplessly trying to cry out.

He thought his suffering was over, but no, it was far from over. He came back as a ghost, or perhaps he never truely died. He could feel pain, sadness, he could eat and drink like nothing had happened, but his heart was now numb, and nothing could change his cold ways. He grew so cold, so hateful that he lost his ability to see color, which only made him more depressed. So now he remains, forever alone, forever broken, a mere ghost of what he once was.

..::Family::..

Taunt, the daughter I met first...When I approached this femme for the first time, something seemed so...familiar..so dark about her...I soon discovered her mother had abandoned her in a crack in a rock, and sold the other into a circus...then she described what she could remember of her good for nothing mother, and I knew it was Shekari...For a while, Taunt and I were on good terms, and I learned she was much like me, a dangerous trait...She had my strength, my speed, my stealth, all the attributes of a killer...which she soon became. Taunt is probably the only pup even remotely like me...perhaps why we don't speak anymore....I miss my little killer...I wonder if I'll see her again...

..::Adoptables/Art::..
MY ADOPTABLES
NOTE: THE USERNAME SAYS Axonic BECAUSE I AM SWITCHING TO THAT ACCOUNT AS MY MAIN VERY SOON.
Customs:
Requests: open to FRIENDS
Trades: Open/Closed

Adoptables for me
MAKE ONE FOR ME PLZ? Contact ricky_racoon322 if you would be willing to make one!!

..::Leaving?::..

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