Life is a game; a game that determines wolves from the sheep. The strong will prey upon the weak and the worthy are privileged to breed.
Though I possessed a wolf’s birthright my destiny was robbed from me and now I am but a whelp, hunted by the merciless fiends who hath wronged me. If my life is a game, then I refuse to lose.
www.aniroleplay.com/view_profile.php?member_id=561577To those of you who aren’t familiar, I am a lycan, mighty beast and noble lord of the wild beyond. I bear teeth like swords and temper like glass though my heart is pure and thorough to the ancient code. We live by hierarchy yet hunt as one. Rarely do we ever open our arms to outsiders be they beast or man.
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