And I want to be able [p, Wormwood]

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VATHMOS

[ABBR=Spotted Hyena, Female]INFORMATION[/abbr] ROLEPLAYER [abbr=Bloodrager 5]MISC.[/abbr]

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Vathmos looked atthe interior of the home as she walked inside. It was nice, she thought, as she took a few cautious and curious sniffs, taking in the lion's scent. Vathmos hadn't collected too many objects for her own home yet, so mostly she just had the bone pile and the skin pile, which she slept on. She kept the bones for decoration and for chewing. She was waiting to find something cool so she could make her mask out of it.

Finally, she looked at Wormwood, ears going up and down, and tail following the same pattern as she tried to figure out what to say. "I wanted to start, by saying that... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, Wormwood. I feel like you deserve an... ex-pli-nation." She had trouble pronouncing such a large word on her foreign tongue. She finally sat down, eye glancing away before finally meeting him again. "I am what my people call, a Bloodrager. I am strengthened by the power within my blood, and I use that for my power." She pauses, humming. "So, when I start fighting, I'll go into a 'Bloodrage.' This makes me stronger. Most of the time, I'm in control in my Bloodrage. This time I just.... lost control."

━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━