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Date Posted: 15:19:57 01/20/03 Mon
Author: White Rain
Subject: -I'm not what I seem-

Name: White Rain

Nickname: Rain

Gender: Female

Age: young adult

Breed: Arctic

Appearance: Pure white fur, golden eyes, black tipped tail.

Personality: Untrusting at first, quiet and reserved, she can also be a good actress if needed, acting like she's someone else. Inside, there are alot of things unrevealed.

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[> Pads Up -- Aleya, 12:13:33 01/21/03 Tue

Ivory femme pads up. You may join my pack, Desert Oasis, in Myliscia if you wish.

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[> -quickened death- -- Band, 15:18:54 01/21/03 Tue

quickened death

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Azure eyed, alabaster male approaches the newcomer silently. Paws glide over the frozen earth easily, as if no physical energy was used in the fluid movement at all. The male's wispy ashen white tail twitches slightly, undisturbed by the biting wind that played at it. Lips raise in greeting, blue eyes flashing in the pale light. He halts, the stiff breeze tossing his brilliantly white coat with ease. His maw parts.

If you wish to be Evil, join us at the Labyrinth.

He must speak louder than he would normally due to the howling wind. In the midst of the swirling, drifting snow, the white creature disappears, leaving no trace behind.

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