<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">(-/-/-)Lavi (-/-/-)</span></span></strong><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">The Twilight Messiah</span></em><br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Location:</span></em> Border between Kiowa and Myr Territory; at the very edge of the Bojuka Bog.<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Company:</span></em> Zuya. <br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Perimeter Sense:</span></em> N/A<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Rank:</span></em> Outsider<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Theme:</span></em>...</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong> "Cursing both Sun and Moon, Twilight sent her one and only daughter to carry the sins of the world...</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft"> (https://i.imgur.com/6KohTbGm.jpg)</div><br/>Hardly a brief moment passed before Lavi resumed her standing position and followed<strong>Zuya</strong>with a sweet smile on her face. "Indeed. Alpha Zuya. It will be as you say." she stated in lady-like agreement; allowing the compliment of her scent matching the bog to run down her sheened pelt. What a handsome little warlord he was. Bold and foolhardy. Determined and straightforward. Zealous and shrewd. A little brash morsel...in a grave, dark, unforgiving ocean. A rookie to the game of gods and mortal creatures. His simplicity-no-his dedication to the traditional path of what it meant to be a strict pack leader...worldly and awash with predatory focus...brought her empty vortex of a soul a stirring of glee. In a sense, he was like a shiny new toy; a new toy that came with a complete set of accompanying nourishment in his pack. Oh what wonders.<br/>What expectation.<br/>What possible revelries to be her own.<br/>What...newfound additions to add to her soul...all to crush the moon and the sun!<br/><br/>Kiowa was facing its final days as canines. Depleting years as wolves. Aye, mortal animals had no place in her upcoming world. The leviathan craved more than such meager existence. Yet, as long as<strong>Zuya</strong>was willing to provide that tender new world to her; she wouldn't complain. She knew what to do. She knew...Kiowa, rife with ignorant illness, needed a savior. A messiah to bring twilight to their hearts and minds. It would be...her<em>unparralelled</em>pleasure to do so.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><div style="text-align: right;"><strong> ...and indeed a Messiah was sent, a great Leviathan, to cannibalize life into death. Amen.</strong></div>