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Date Posted: 13:51:18 07/27/03 Sun
Author: Noni
Subject: Gift of Night ((Noni just got a little angstier))

Gift of Night, that was what they named me, eldest of my litter, born as the sun sank and its rays winked from the sky. Touched by dusk, and the mark has never left me. Even then, mother pushed me aside for Etharat, Moll, and even Pirajic. Well, now I've found a gift of my own, and if I get the training to use it, maybe they won't reject me any more. They'd have handed me over to Wureshi if he'd come to call. Her thoughts continue in this manner for some time as she picks her way deeper into the forest. Dyone whatever's been happening around here that smells so different; I need to vent!
The young black has been both eager and afraid to find Atumi ever since the previous night's spectacular accident left her with furless forepaws and broken claws, and a few trees with scorched or fallen limbs. She is, however, in a towering temper herself, and Noni's rage blinds her when it is provoked, a trait for which she curses her father. She does not bother with stealth as she leaps from branch to branch, slipping in some blood once, suddenly knowing full well whose scent she detects, but still continuing on. Sending the serrated edge of her gold blade slicing into the bark of a tree and ripping it out again, she vents her anger at her parents on the landscape, glaring around with bright golden orbs. Pearly teeth are gritted and numerous curses, growls and snarls issue from her as she chops viciously at branches. One of her fangs draws blood from her lip and at last she lets out a surprisingly loud roar.
Fury crackles within her, threatening to burst out as it had last night in a massive release of energy, but she bites it back, continuing to do small amounts of damage to various trees. Finally, she drapes herself languidly over a branch, her anger barely diminished, but feeling very tired all of a sudden. It is then that she sees Atumi, Tew, and Kaw's retreating back. That was the other scent, then. she muses, watching the Pack Seconds, but she does not leave the place to have her battle of wills with herself about encountering the notorious warrior. How else is she going to learn to control this cursed gift of hers?

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