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the revenant
Jakten (Vakker)
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
Male (he/him)

Age
1 [9/26/24]

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Very Heavy

Build
Stocky

Eyes
silver • ichor (central heterochromia)

Fur
white • silver

Scent
black orchid • patchouli

Mark of Mythris
Scars glow softly

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Posts

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calculated • cold • unnerving • impatient • cantankerous • petulent
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AW, set after BWP!

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Anger flooded, white-hot through juvenile veins as his body set to work doing what it knew best: destroying. It alighted within him a horrible sense of desire, for nothing quite made him feel more alive than this. Adrenaline pumping. The strain of his muscles. The pain as magical talons tore at the skin along his back. The near blinding euphoria as the beasts disappeared within his jaws.

He’d hardly noticed when the fight was over, as the blood pooled over his back and slithered through his ghostly white pelt. A chest would heave, exertion persisting despite the enemy being eliminated.

More, more, more.

But there was no more.

Not now.

And slowly, the light would fade, his body succumbing to the magical sleep as the distant screech of dying wraiths became his lullaby.


He woke slowly, roused by the sharpness of the wounds on his back. Blood had caked across his skin, telling the story of the battle that he had fought. When he moved, the skin cracked, releasing a gentle flow of fresh blood from beneath the weak scab.

A small river flowed toward the layer of snow at his paws.

The long-lost light of the sun glittered overhead, but it did not warm him. The gradual creep of his apathy returned, his heart steadying to a more normal rhythm. An aching body would stir, eyes flickering open as the hangover of his adrenaline rush fully set in. After a few steadying breaths, the teen lifted, pulling himself back up to his full height as he glanced at the unfamiliar territory.

He did not recognize these mountains.  There were the gentle sounds of a nearby river. There was the soft coo of birds singing to the spring. This was not the darkness he knew — these were not the misted granite behemoths that housed the secrets of monsters.

In fact, this didn’t look like the land of monsters at all.

His broad face set back to neutrality, ears flicking backward atop his cranium as he fully pulled upward into a stand. And for a few moments, he … hesitated.


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even though it’s colder now - by Draugur - 4/29/2026, 7:37 PM
RE: even though it’s colder now - by Mahina - 5/4/2026, 5:27 PM

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