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.Shadamehr Ve Traoklx.
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Date Posted: 00:18:53 10/21/02 Mon
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.Shadamehr entres 'pon silken pads.Shaggy black pelt remains darker than even the darkest of the dark in hell.Colorless spheres only imagine what beauty lays in the kingdom.He emmits not a single sound from deep vocal caverns.His eyes,are barely seen however,as they are covered by thick,shaggy onyx fur that hangs matted o'er 'is lamps.He carefully makes his way,finding his way to the gates by the vibrations in his pads,and the scents which fill his nostrils.His movements are swift,graceful,and he seems to know exactly where he's headed.He sits 'pon large haunches,tilting dial to the gods 'bove he.Suddenly,emmitted from windpipes,comes forth a deep,melodious howl O' sorrow,freedom,and royalty.Although none knew O' he,or the past O' he,he knew who he was,exactly who he was and who seeked.The lady he seeked was legendary,known by all his siblings,and her stories were greatly loved.He abruptly ends his cry,silence filling the land,as once he had gone silent,everyone else had too.He was not the friendly type,nor the evil type.He mainly kept to himself,although he loved to help others.He patiently awaits she,domes flicking back and forth,hearing all that moved,all that was uttered,and every breath that was taken.He appeared to be nothing but a mere shadow against the sunlight,while he was here.He stood larger than the timber wolf,as he was a british colombian wolf.His eyes shift from one place to another,however seeing nothing.He points his dial t'wards the gates,hoping entrance.
(Ok,If you want his stats,check the joining board.It' too much to post...)
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