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Date Posted: 21:32:24 11/27/02 Wed
Author: Faux
Author Host/IP: 64.12.96.169
Subject: ....[.There.Are.Worse.Things.Than.Death.]....

...[.Perhapes it was the particularly mild nature of the weather that urged the femme lupus to drive herself into the open view. The sun hung half-heartedly amongst the darkening painting of blues and aura. There was no heat, for the day was old, and aging rapidly. Soon, it will meet its demise, and the night shall be born. Though fading, some light still remained, highlighting various parts of the terrain to an almost perfect extent in quality. There was the scent of moisture in the air. This was good, for it means that the weather will be passive. Creatures of the night would not yet show their faces, but Faux always thrived off being the exception.

Leather pads merely brushed the surface of the terra as femora paces self in a two-gaited stride. Slender limbs support the bodice's weight easily, and stretch to cover more distance. Fifth apendage flutters absentmindedly 'gainst the autumn's refreshing breeze. Gradations of silver flatter sleek and elegant pelage, wavering slightly as muscles ripple 'neath. Crania is held regally and inclined testingly. Dark pools of liquid ice focus ongoingly 'pon the horizon. Destination-it didn't matter. Audiatives pivot a'top poll, listening for anything which might slip-up enough to 'give themselves away'. Alertness. Momentum increases c'ross terrain, searching for anything of intrest. Nares flench at the scents, testing the air for clues of existance.

...[.Dubbed.]...Faux
...[.Genre.]...of the fairer sex
...[.Persona.]...Usually foul tempered, though can be mild at times. Reguardless, once 'ticked', is known to execute actions of morbid intentions. Tends to be more dominant than passive, but holds respect for those who earn a status above her. Obtains some twisted pleasure from watching the defenseless suffer, and feeds off de-powering the 'powerful'.
...[.Age.]...Survived past three of the warm seasons.
...[.Cursed.]...Deathwalker/Evil ((Couldn't choose between the two. She has some soft spots, so I don't know if we can just throw her under 'deathwalker'.
((ehehe, don't be fooled by her opener. >:) ))

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...Hunter in the Night... -- Fallen Star, 10:46:08 12/01/02 Sun
- ...[.You.Asked.]... -- Faux, 20:50:51 12/01/02 Sun
  - ...Cold as Ice... -- Fallen Star, 16:27:12 12/04/02 Wed