<font color=yellow>A Shadow Of The Past -- Crimson Caverns

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Date Posted: 13:51:36 11/08/02 Fri
Author: <font size=1> <font color=aqua> Tochter des Todes
Subject: <font color=yellow>A Shadow Of The Past

(ooc-she's no realtaion to dragon song)

*From the shadows ,from the night the fem enters. A silky coat of black,tan and brown. Optics of deepest Copper. Fangs barred at any and all who ventured to near. She paused ears perked catching a sent she had been following the alpha male. The failure. She bore a striking resimblance to a bitch on the alpha would remember and perhaps the pups, her half siblings. If they were even old enough to remember there old mother. Captured beaten, forced to fight, all but the fem who now stood seeking the alpha, of her mothers 2nd welping only she had been spared. She shared no blood with the alpha for this she was greatful. She saw him as a coward who had allowed her mother to be taken. She snarled as anger and fury swept though her. Well toned muscles rippled under hre sleak pelt He was here. She could smell him.She'd watched her mother's death, by the pull of a trigger her mother was gone. Now she seeked up the male that should have been her father, to either Kill him or join him. But she would not be considered an out side. No longer would she flee in fear of fight or word. She was most deffently Messa yo's Daulghter*

Name:Tochter des Todes
means:Daughter of Death
age:4
gender:bitch
breed:Chez wolf-dog x german sheperd
mate:no
cubs:no
pack:no
sire:Death am I
Dam:Messa yo

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