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Angel of Death
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Date Posted: 14:56:08 05/26/01 Sat
In reply to:
Angel of Death
's message, "*She smiled innocently*" on 11:54:48 05/26/01 Sat
*She tossed the female another look over her slender shoulder. A wolf that didn't know her or who she was might think her weak just by her size and stature, for her boy was very lean and petite and her white fur with the black wing-like markings that graced her back was short, her light bones visible beneath her coat. Besides, who ever heard of a Darkwolf with white fur? However, that was often a fatal mistake*
"Oh, and by the way, my name is Angel of Death. Call me by my full name, or just call me Death. As for who I am..."
*She shrugged*
"I was created by a wolf named Darkfate, so I suppose you could call me her spawn. I am not her child, though. I am simply her creation. It doesn't really matter, though. It doesn't mater where my roots lie. My actions will speak for themselves."
*A subtle smile curved her amused lips at the wolf's threat*
"I doubt you would want to banish me, child. You would not want me for an enemy. I came here simply to be an asset, for the cause of Darkwolves is very similar to my own..."
*Though she appears to be very young, there is something about her that nearly screams that she is far older. Her aura is an ancient one, and her words are calm, spoken in a tone that a grandmother might use when speaking to her grandchildren...*
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