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Abaddon
The Destroyer
Jakten (Vakker)
Statistics
Species
Mackenzie Valley Wolf x Timber Wolf
Sex
Male (He/Him)
Age
1.11 years[09.26.24]
Height
Very Tall
Weight
Heavy
Build
Athletic
Eyes
Blood. Citris.
Fur
Alabaster. Onyx.
Scent
Death. Crisp Mountain Air. Pine. Cedar. Princess Blossom.
Oddities
Black mane. Black Chest. Black Underbelly. Eye Oulines. Black Strands Through Tail. Huge Stature.
Mark of Mythris
Occasional wispy blue aura
Writer
Middy (Threadlog)
Posts
434
Threads
47
Rating
3L - 3S - 3V
Excessive/Strong Language, Gore, Sexual Content, Strong Violence, Torture, Emotional Abuse
Short. Cold. Calculated. Sadistic. Protective. Night-Owl. Apathetic. Unpredictable. Momma's Boy.
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8/21/2026, 9:11 AM (This post was last modified: 8/21/2026, 9:11 AM by Abaddon.)
 
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Between Snuh and Rurik the trio shouldered the wounded wolf back towards home. It was a long arduous task, it felt like it took forever and the stench of blood and injuries tainted the air, and not the kind he usually enjoyed.

It placed him in a weird place, normally he'd be overjoyed to be a part of this, but right now he felt wounded himself. He hadn't been there to do his job and protect Saga, would he be punished by mother?

Sighing as they approached the male listened as Jaxxon whimpered and cowered beside his mate, soon calling for his Aunt the medic. He nodded as Ezra approached and told somebody to meet El, he nodded to the other and took off towards where he knew she would be coming from, or hoped, and swiftly skirted past Magnolia as if she weren't there. His only focus on getting the wounded packmate what she needed.


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No one talks to me. No one wants to be my friend. They think I am unstable...
They send me from planet to planet committing atrocities in their name. And as I get better at it, they fear me more and more. I am a victim of my own success...
I am capable of so much more and no one sees it.
Some days I feel so alone I could cry, but I don't. I never do. Because what would be the point? Not a single person in the entire universe would care.
Take it to your grave.



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Blacked out, pop queen, amphetamine - by Saga - 8/12/2026, 5:50 PM
RE: Blacked out, pop queen, amphetamine - by Abaddon - 8/21/2026, 9:11 AM

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