http://i1081.photobucket.com/albums/j347/holdbacktherain/sets/shadetable.png) bottom center no-repeat; background-color: #c7b49b;"> Be my light, be my strength. Give me something to pray for on this cursed day. -Unknown Shade turned his head to the newcomer. Kyrie. Great, a packmate who could tell Elettra of his wanderings so early after joining the pack. He'd have to talk to her alone after to try and convince her not to say anything of his ventures. <b style="color:#8e989d">"Greetings Kyrie, good to see you today. I don't believe you've met my sister, Shadowstorm." He said politely. He turned back to JAke. <b style="color:#8e989d">"I'm afraid I do not know who Sloane is. So please, if you will Shadowstorm, give him my best wishes anyhow. Looks as if he's been blessed with a great pack and a family member searching for him." He was scary of some sort when he was polite. A flashback occured of his sisters life: Shadowstorm descends from a small, unknown line of wolves with some odder beliefs. Her father and mother always taught her to be a lone wolf, to never join a pack. They made her believe that packs were not noble. That pack members were too weak to live by themselves and that they needed other wolves who were the same as them to live. She grew up determined to not disgrace her parents who were killed by a small group of wolves, not a pack, just a small group of lone wolves. She believes her brother, Shade, to be dead, but he is out there, looking for her and never ceasing the search. She often thinks of what her mother, brother, and father would do when she is in a tough situation. Even though she knows he is alive now, she askeds herself: What would Shade do? |
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