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Post by Aria Talei on Oct 8, 2010 16:30:35 GMT -5
The Captain of the soldiers.
Remember, just because someone else has said they would like this position, does not make it taken. Post below if you are interested; things are only made more fun by competition.
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Post by Kahjit Sekani on Dec 1, 2010 19:11:18 GMT -5
Yoink~
I mean, I'd like to apply for this position with my new (hopefully soon accepted) werewolf, Kahjit.
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Post by Kahjit Sekani on Dec 1, 2010 23:52:51 GMT -5
Though the locks of black hair were too short to actually hinder his vision, he pushed the bangs back with a palm, to stair unfocused at the green and brown blotches he knew were supposed to be trees. He dropped his mismatched gaze to the closer grass beneath his feet, easily detecting the individual blades when they were so much closer. Konvar had agreed to head into the mountains with the werecat and humans, and he couldn't quite shake the sliver of fear that he might fail to catch the blurred shadow of a vampire before it was at his throat.
Ignoring his disquiet, Kahjit stood up from the grass. If Tiaelde was truly infested with vampires, they would root them out. Though it still felt as though he'd taken the position of captain too recently, he was comfortable with the abilities of the other wolves. Vampire hunting was ingrained in their history, and they would find and destroy the threat on instinct alone if they needed too. What truly worried him was working with the werecats. Not that they were incapable.. but they couldn't trust a cat to watch their back the way they could each other. That loyalty and trust was impossible. Working with creatures you can't begin to trust did not bode well to him.
With a heavy heart and mind, the young captain slid to all fours, his body contorting to a more canine shape. Paws barely seemed to brush grass as he propelled himself forward; a black, brown, and white form disappearing into Naulas' forest.
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