Post by Raine Aurora-North on Oct 11, 2009 10:30:43 GMT -5
Vivian breathed as she stood on the balchony, and looked
down at the ones who were just like her.
These are my people, they believe in prophecies and destiny,
I believe we make our own
Vivian is a loup garou, a werewolf so to speak.
She just moved back to be with her pack.
Where did she move to? Well its obvious, to Bukarest, the place for fantasies
and odd species to indulge in the human world.
The species im talking about, is the Loup garous, the Eagles, All kinds of were folk.
"Is it true" you may ask me, and in this world, indeed it is.
Old ancient wars, truces between species, it all comes up to one thing, be the strongest
species, be The Ultimate Law.
Humans ofcourse has no idea that the werefolk exists, but on the other hand, they know
something is going on. A few humans knows about the werefolks.
They are called the keepers, keeping the secrets of the werefolks, helping the species where
they cant go in the human world.
Everyone cant see if a werefolk is human or not, they look like humans, untill you hurt them.
Their transformations happens in their will.
You cant become a wereperson, either your born one, or your not.
Do you think you could handle a world like this? Join me and discover if
your a were folk or not.
She looked up from her pray, blood dripping from her fangs and in the fur around her mouth,
she had the taste of blood and chocolate in her mouth.
Join us here Like bloody Chocolate
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