<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> Kiowa Densite<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Company:</span></em> Zuya. <br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Perimeter Sense:</span></em> Bhaltair, Mute, and Nuka<br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Rank:</span></em> Outsider<br/><br/> <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/>Lavi had followed behind Zuya's footsteps with eager anticipation. Each new stride was lap towards a new adventure, after all. And Kiowa territory was brimming with new smells and sights. The woodlands here made a stark contrast against the marshlands back home. The air was far from musty and the water flowing along the creek beds were exceptionally clear. The trees towered high above her. The ground consisted of a greater firmness. It remained within these instances why Lavi hadn't thought to visit this land before. Her silver-serpent eyes trailed along the ridges of the rolling hills, mossy mounds, and the curves along <strong>Zuya's</strong> back. Not to her surprise, he fit right in with the scenery. She couldn't help but smirk at the notion; how evident one's homeland made one's form feel apart of it.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Theme:</span></em> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86eo7w1kz4s (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86eo7w1kz4s)</div><br/>And then, they arrived at their destination. The Kiowa Densight.<br/>Lavi approached the rising trail towards the common area like no one short of royalty. Her head was held high and in kind regard for her surroundings. Her lush coat trailed around her crown, bussom, and hind quarters like a starlit gown of the starry sky. She was hellbent on making a memorable first impression. Her gaze danced along the cozy collection of caverns, burrows, and uprooted tree hedges where they met the ground. The air was welcoming here; warmer even. Despite the temperature outdoors, the countless tracks, curious onlookers, and den-spotted landscape gave her a nostalgic feeling. There was something...disgusting~ about it. An illness that couldn't be named, though Lavi knew it's particulars well. Her new alpha spoke...<br/>"<strong>Three evenings shall be more than enough time.</strong>" she reassured him with a thoughtful glance. "<strong>Your generosity is too kind.</strong>" she added.<br/><br/>His question gave her a moment of pause as she brought up a paw to rest under her chin thoughtfully. "<strong>You said it yourself, I was once an alpha. I am traditionally trained in all standard rankings within a pack. After all, I was expected to know all of their functions with such well-spread experience. I am confident in my ability to meet all standards. However, if you were trying to probe what rank is preferred...a Sitter's delight is my pride and joy.</strong>" upon the sentence's end, her face lit up with a generous-beaming smile. Her silver mirrors were sure to give off a dangerous sparkle. It did make sense, while he had a modicum of talent in all fields, Sitter was by far her preferred role. And the intent was obvious: raising/<del>brainwashing</del>(<del><em>poisoning</em></del>) the next generation. A good teacher knew that the structures of power lied within the next generation. Scouting had its thrills for tantalizing the senses. A hunter had the pleasure of testing the boundaries of predatory superiority. A warrior thrived in order and competition amongst one's peers. A Ingyanga's playground for nurturing intelligence through nature's balms, and more intricately: toxins, teased and challenged the mind. But, no, care-giver and overseer of the young was her favorite position to hold.<br/>At least...it was the most likely to carry her on towards her goal of absolution whilst waiting to find out "when we get there" wherever "there" was.<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>