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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sleep, my little Kovu, let your dreams take wing. One day when you're big and strong you will be a king. <font color="#276f27"><B>"Good night... Good night, my little prince."</B></font style> Tomorrow, your training intensifies. I've been exiled, persucuted, left alone with no defense. When I think of what that brute did I get a little tense. But I dream a dream so pretty that I don't feel so depressed. 'Cause it soothes my inner kitty and it helps me get some rest. The sound of Simba's dying gasp, his daughter squealing in my grasp, his lionesses' mournful cry. That's my lullaby. Now the past I've tried forgetting and my foes I could forgive. Trouble is, I knows it's petty, but I hate to let them live.
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sleep, my little Kovu, let your dreams take wing. One day when you're big and strong you will be a king. <font color="#276f27"><B>"Good night... Good night, my little prince."</B></font style> Tomorrow, your training intensifies. I've been exiled, persucuted, left alone with no defense. When I think of what that brute did I get a little tense. But I dream a dream so pretty that I don't feel so depressed. 'Cause it soothes my inner kitty and it helps me get some rest. The sound of Simba's dying gasp, his daughter squealing in my grasp, his lionesses' mournful cry. That's my lullaby. Now the past I've tried forgetting and my foes I could forgive. Trouble is, I knows it's petty, but I hate to let them live.


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This silence, this ever lasting bliss - well apparently everlasting wasn't as long as he thought. The scent of another wolf drifted into his nose, but Hexx paid little to no mind of it. Why should he care anyway? He was trained for battle and could defend himself against any potential threat. However it would be when she would come near him that alarm would raise. Bitter emotions would bleed out of his pores. Darkening the aura around him within seconds. Ears pinned back against his skull, as his lips rose to reveal pearly white canines.  Flipping his head back rapidly it all occurred within a few seconds, as he rolled to flash those deep grey pools at her in an aggressive warning. She was coated in various shades of browns, creams and perhaps some black on her back. Dark in tones similar to himself. Although her eyes were much for vivid than his own, green like the many forests that littered this land. His body relaxed as he watched her and he fell back into his lazy, relaxed posture as the woman seated herself. <font color="#7fd8ce">"...Why do you care?"</font> he asked gruffly in response to her questions. Ears twitching as he observed.
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This silence, this ever lasting bliss - well apparently everlasting wasn't as long as he thought. The scent of another wolf drifted into his nose, but Hexx paid little to no mind of it. Why should he care anyway? He was trained for battle and could defend himself against any potential threat. However it would be when she would come near him that alarm would raise. Bitter emotions would bleed out of his pores. Darkening the aura around him within seconds. Ears pinned back against his skull, as his lips rose to reveal pearly white canines.  Flipping his head back rapidly it all occurred within a few seconds, as he rolled to flash those deep grey pools at her in an aggressive warning. She was coated in various shades of browns, creams and perhaps some black on her back. Dark in tones similar to himself. Although her eyes were much for vivid than his own, green like the many forests that littered this land. His body relaxed as he watched her and he fell back into his lazy, relaxed posture as the woman seated herself. <font color="#7fd8ce">"...Why do you care?"</font> he asked gruffly in response to her questions. Ears twitching as he observed.
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<i style="color: #7fd8ce"><span alt="words" title="May your loins remain ever barren..">" Пусть ваша поясница всегда остаются бесплодными .. "</span></i>
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From the shadows it seemed that all came from, but the ivory queen herself made her way down from the mountains to greet this meeting. Her king had called and it was time for her to show her face to the black titan himself. She quietly sang a song to herself as she made her way through the trails until she found an opening of which rocky sides and cool waters as well as fresh grasses normally were found within. The trees were all full of beautiful colors of autumn, being that it was august, but she minded it not even in the slightest.
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Yes, it was frigid, but never half as frigid as her own soul, and the woman could honestly care less whether she was late or not. Thankfully it was the latter of the two, and she found herself wandering into the meeting alongside of a familiar face that she had gotten to know - Dax. She faintly brushed to his side in greeting, then seated herself at his right only to then let her bi-coloured stare look back upon the other hellions and hellionesses that were here. Upon further observation she saw a few new faces,  but one that irked her in particular was the whelp at the feet of her king. Oh well. The runt wasn't her problem, thankfully, so she didn't care what the stupid mongrel did, as long as she stayed out of her way.
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Today had been a productive day indeed, having checked the boarders and found a few runs where the deer were going, as well as where the herds of rabbit and other animals were going. Food was plentiful due to her hunting, though she couldn't help wondering just where the other hunters were. Her eyes narrowed distantly at this thought, and she looked about herself briefly in wonderance of if any of these new faces were hunters too. She eventually lay down upon her side next to Dax in a regal fashion, however, gazing casually back upon her king and the wench Vitarra that stood at his side. These two were key in the pack and she found herself unable to keep from actually wanting to listen to anything they came to say. They were leaders, strong ones at that and she bore confidence that they would do what was best for the pack itself. <p>
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Dark in tones similar to himself. Although her eyes were much for vivid than his own, green like the many forests that littered this land. His body relaxed as he watched her and he fell back into his lazy, relaxed posture as the woman seated herself. <font color=#9c7f5f style="font-family:georgia;text-transform:lowercase;font-size:12px;"><i><b> "Why do you care?" </b></i></font>
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his silence this ever lasting bliss well apparently everlasting wasn't as long as he thought. The scent of another wolf drifted into his nose, but Hexx paid little to no mind of it. Why should he care anyway? He was trained for battle and could defend himself against any potential threat. However it would be when she would come near him that alarm would raise. Bitter emotions would bleed out of his pores. Darkening the aura around him within seconds. Ears pinned back against his skull, as his lips rose to reveal pearly white canines. Flipping his head back rapidly it all occurred within a few seconds, as he rolled to flash those deep grey pools at her in an aggressive warning. She was coated in various shades of browns, creams and perhaps some black on her back.
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It was darkness that took hold over the lives of those encumbered. Slumber took no rest instead it was forced to the lingering confines of the minds of those who remained trapped by their own fears and desires. None can even consider the consequences of not knowing exactly what was at stake. <font color=#71b0ac style="font-family:cambria;font-size:10px;text-transform:uppercase;text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #71b0ac;"> "But I had nothing to give. I'd lost all that I had been. I am now nothing but an empty shell. A shadow of my former self. Beyond rescue all I can do is fade - disappear into oblivion."</font> But still the mind of those who would try not to falter remained intact, as if hope had entangled them in it's web.
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Tomorrow has no purpose for those willing to sink into the abyss - though it's call is unlike any that has ever been heard. <font color=#71b0ac style="font-family:cambria;font-size:10px;text-transform:uppercase;text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #71b0ac;"> "You can not take my soul, for it was never mine to start with."</font> Foolish thoughts could not dither the beast any longer, the mind desperate to be released from it's turmoil; from it's cage. Now is the time to rise. For I won't last another day. Another day in hell would be bliss compared to this insanity that has over taken his mind.
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It was darkness that took hold over the lives of those encumbered. Slumber took no rest instead it was forced to the lingering confines of the minds of those who remained trapped by their own fears and desires. None can even consider the consequences of not knowing exactly what was at stake. <font color=#71b0ac style="font-family:cambria;font-size:10px;text-transform:uppercase;text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #71b0ac;"> "But I had nothing to give. I'd lost all that I had been. I am now nothing but an empty shell. A shadow of my former self. Beyond rescue all I can do is fade - disappear into oblivion."</font> But still the mind of those who would try not to falter remained intact, as if hope had entangled them in it's web.
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Tomorrow has no purpose for those willing to sink into the abyss - though it's call is unlike any that has ever been heard. <font color=#71b0ac style="font-family:cambria;font-size:10px;text-transform:uppercase;text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #71b0ac;"> "You can not take my soul, for it was never mine to start with."</font> Foolish thoughts could not dither the beast any longer, the mind desperate to be released from it's turmoil; from it's cage. Now is the time to rise. For I won't last another day. Another day in hell would be bliss compared to this insanity that has over taken his mind.

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From the shadows it seemed that all came from, but the ivory queen herself made her way down from the mountains to greet this meeting. Her king had called and it was time for her to show her face to the black titan himself. She quietly sang a song to herself as she made her way through the trails until she found an opening of which rocky sides and cool waters as well as fresh grasses normally were found within. The trees were all full of beautiful colors of autumn, being that it was august, but she minded it not even in the slightest.
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Yes, it was frigid, but never half as frigid as her own soul, and the woman could honestly care less whether she was late or not. Thankfully it was the latter of the two, and she found herself wandering into the meeting alongside of a familiar face that she had gotten to know - Dax. She faintly brushed to his side in greeting, then seated herself at his right only to then let her bi-coloured stare look back upon the other hellions and hellionesses that were here. Upon further observation she saw a few new faces,  but one that irked her in particular was the whelp at the feet of her king. Oh well. The runt wasn't her problem, thankfully, so she didn't care what the stupid mongrel did, as long as she stayed out of her way.
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Today had been a productive day indeed, having checked the boarders and found a few runs where the deer were going, as well as where the herds of rabbit and other animals were going. Food was plentiful due to her hunting, though she couldn't help wondering just where the other hunters were. Her eyes narrowed distantly at this thought, and she looked about herself briefly in wonderance of if any of these new faces were hunters too. She eventually lay down upon her side next to Dax in a regal fashion, however, gazing casually back upon her king and the wench Vitarra that stood at his side. These two were key in the pack and she found herself unable to keep from actually wanting to listen to anything they came to say. They were leaders, strong ones at that and she bore confidence that they would do what was best for the pack itself. <p>
<font color="EB3B64"><b>"speech"</b></font> write here

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From the shadows it seemed that all came from, but the ivory queen herself made her way down from the mountains to greet this meeting. Her king had called and it was time for her to show her face to the black titan himself. She quietly sang a song to herself as she made her way through the trails until she found an opening of which rocky sides and cool waters as well as fresh grasses normally were found within. The trees were all full of beautiful colors of autumn, being that it was august, but she minded it not even in the slightest.
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Yes, it was frigid, but never half as frigid as her own soul, and the woman could honestly care less whether she was late or not. Thankfully it was the latter of the two, and she found herself wandering into the meeting alongside of a familiar face that she had gotten to know - Dax. She faintly brushed to his side in greeting, then seated herself at his right only to then let her bi-coloured stare look back upon the other hellions and hellionesses that were here. Upon further observation she saw a few new faces,  but one that irked her in particular was the whelp at the feet of her king. Oh well. The runt wasn't her problem, thankfully, so she didn't care what the stupid mongrel did, as long as she stayed out of her way.
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Today had been a productive day indeed, having checked the boarders and found a few runs where the deer were going, as well as where the herds of rabbit and other animals were going. Food was plentiful due to her hunting, though she couldn't help wondering just where the other hunters were. Her eyes narrowed distantly at this thought, and she looked about herself briefly in wonderance of if any of these new faces were hunters too. She eventually lay down upon her side next to Dax in a regal fashion, however, gazing casually back upon her king and the wench Vitarra that stood at his side. These two were key in the pack and she found herself unable to keep from actually wanting to listen to anything they came to say. They were leaders, strong ones at that and she bore confidence that they would do what was best for the pack itself. <p>
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Scared of losin' all the time, he wrote it in a letter; he was a friend of mine. He heard you could see your future, inside a glass of water with ripples and the lines, and he asked, <font style="font-family:georgia; font-size:13px; letter-spacing:-1px; font-style: italic; color:#ecda90;">"Will I see heaven in mine?"</font style></font> That is just the way it was, nothing could be better and nothing ever was. Oh, they say you can see your future, inside a glass of water, the riddles and the rhymes, <font style="font-family:georgia; font-size:13px; letter-spacing:-1px; font-style: italic; color:#ecda90;">"Will I see heaven in mine?"</font style></font>
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, son, don't ask neither how full nor empty is your glass, cling to the mast, spend your whole life living in the past, going nowhere fast. So he wrote it on a wall, the hollowest of halos is no halo at all. Televisions selling plastic figurines of leaders, saying nothing at all, and you chime, stars in heaven align.


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Watch me conquer.
<b>See me think</b>

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