<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>  Lavi recounts of the other packs. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aK4JSwhdcdE)</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/>Upon<strong>Zuya's</strong>presumption, all Lavi could manage was a cheerful laugh as she closed her eyes and brought up a paw to cover her maw.<br/>"<strong>You believe I herald <em>death</em>, handsome Alpha? Far from it. I assure you, I hold no such power among the fates. Especially no more than any ability to elude any end to mortality.</strong>" Lavi expressed with a faux-bashful expression. She'd continue further by shaking her head dismissively.<br/>"<strong>As previously stated, I am a survivor. But my life too shall end when death decides it is my time. Not before. Not after.</strong>" Her charming gaze fell over her conversation companion with a mystique sense of demur. "<strong>Therefore, do not mistake my visage for loss. My pack may be all but gone, but I know why not to cry for them. Just as I know howling for the dead wont accomplish anything. I say this with the feeling you understand...you'd dare not ask your pack to dishevel themselves for you if you had died.<br/>...Alphas...we live for a reason. I move forward. Tears do nothing for rotting flesh and bones. For those who have put their faith in me...</strong>" and it was here that Lavi took a moment to pause; staring<strong>Zuya</strong>square in the eye. And her eyes would dialate before tightening, constricting, akin to that of a pit viper.<br/>"<strong>I continue to proliferate.</strong>" and no sooner had the words left her honeyed lips, had the wind suddenly died. Nothing stirred. No other animal moved, save Lavi who took an elegantly seated position as she drew her head back in poise. Thus, her eyes returned to normal: silvered and smiling.<br/>...more silence...<br/>"<strong>Zuya...here is my offer: my request to join Kiowa. You are strong. But can you say the same for every member in your pack? The threats that face the Yannicherries and the Fasubaba will eventually make their way to your home. My own Myr were spared...however, not in a way any leader would prefer. If I am to join you, as a survivor, we must prepare. I don't feel I'll be overextending in my guess that we know little of what currently goes on in the territories that surround ours. I will willingly step down as an Alphaess. If anything...Kiowa must survive whatever could be coming down from the northern mountains...or snaking up from the southern plains. We have no choice but to be ready when it comes time to defend or expand if we can.<br/>So...what do you say? Alpha, who accepts those with the dark trait.</strong>" Lavi explained in a serious tone, as one would discuss politics at the round table.<br/><br/><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>