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Dawnbreak (Power, First Class)
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Wolf

Sex
Female (She/Her)

Age
3 years (7/22/22)

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Very Heavy

Build
Average

Eyes
Yellow calcite

Fur
Black, gray, white

Scent
smoke & snow

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· Ambitious · Vibrant · Impulsive · Protective · Driven · Assertive ·
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One by one, familiar figures flittered forward. There were rumblings, some softly spoken while others lingered with a heavy weight in the air around them. There was a tension that hovered, thick and heavy, and yet there was the ever-present threat of it shattering at any moment. Like a thin pane of glass.

It was anticipation.

Tiberii swallowed, her gaze turning from Nóttin to Aurelia as she realized that the two of them had not "seen" what she, Sól, and Shiloh had. A bright calcite gaze stirred with uncertainty, her lips pressed into a thin line as she maintained her composed exterior. As Shiloh neared, the bull flicked her ears, head turning toward him as she blinked a silent communication in his direction. She appreciated the warmth he brought — the stability he represented amid uncertainty.

Somehow, they always ended up in these situations, didn't they?

The volcano, the fires, the storms, the caves, and ... the end of the world?
(Seemed like a logical progression.)

She pulled her gaze from him, regaining focus on the rest of the group. Nóttin and Aurelia. Euphemia was here now, too, looking willowy and worried, and Sól's companion as well, fluttering and somehow ominous ... and ... did she feel eyes on her from a distance? Or was she paranoid? For fucks sake ...

Tiberii straightened up, muscles stiffening.

She remembered that she needed to have a voice in this.  As a Pillar and protector of Dawnbreak, it was part of her duty to inform them and protect them. But it was ... so hard ... when she didn't know exactly what it was she needed to do, or exactly how she needed to do it. And as much as she wanted to headbutt these dreams into another dimension, she needed ... help.

Dawnbreak's help.

Tiberii listened to Sól speak, listening to the interpretation of the mediator's words. Tiberii would remain fixated, her presence and gaze intense and yet unrevealing of the chaotic storm that swirled with confusion inside of her. It was incredible the level of detail that was maintained through their dreams. Sól had had ... the exact same visit. A visit foreshadowing the end of their world.

Some murmurings stirred, threatening on cacophony.

Tiberii shifted, taking a step forward in a silent way of drawing attention to herself. We're not ta panic, but the bull began, casting her gaze toward the pleading Euphemia. Sól is tellin' tha truth. There is danger, an' I saw tha poison on tha lands. The purple, poison snow. I breathed it in, right in ta m'own lungs, she continued, flicking her ears and lowering her voice in a way that she hoped would emphasize the importance of this. Ya know I'm not one ta believe in ... this. Whatever this is. But I felt it. I saw it m'self. The bull would blink, trailing her gaze along the gathered wolves. Silence followed her booming words.

It felt crazy. She felt crazy.

We're not ta panic, she repeated, voice steady despite a hidden uncertainty. I agree wit Nóttin. I say we keep tha majority of us at home, maintainin' and protectin' as usual, especially with the newborns an' some of us injured. Hexx. Golde. Their children. They needed to be sheltered here, where it was safe. Fer now, tha Vale is still safe. For now. But what if the poison continued to spread? We can send small groups out ta try ta deal wit' tha runes ... ta try to learn more. She pursed her lips, her ears laying flat atop her head.

She grew more serious. 'Tha world is angry,' it said. Her gaze trailed along everyone. We need everyone ta be careful. She needed everyone to take this seriously ... even if they did not yet believe what was going on ... because Tiberii couldn't lose them due to carelessness. She couldn't lose anyone else.

Her lips remained taught, her gaze intense.


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