[table][tr][td]
VATHMOS
[ABBR=Spotted Hyena, Female]INFORMATION[/abbr] ROLEPLAYER [abbr=Bloodrager 5]MISC.[/abbr]
[/td][td][/td][/tr][/table]
Vathmos looked around, and behind Aurum, to ensure that they were alone. She took in a deep breath, looking away, then back at Aurum. She wasn't sure how to tell him. Should she tell him? It would help give him better context to understand her plight, and why she couldn't return to her own kind.
"Aurum, there are things, that are wrong with me, that does not fit into a hyena tribe." Her blood. Vathmos was born in a raging thunderstorm. Lamashtu either cursed her, or blessed her with the power of the storm. "I came out wrong." Maybe Aurum would understand what she was eluding to- her ability to rage with the power of electricity. Raging wasn't unheard of in a hyena tribe, but her electricity was.
"I am an exile, Aurum. I'm Vekkteman. I'm clanless. My scars mark me as so. I'm banished from all hyena tribes, not just the one I was born in." She gulped, a shuddering breath leaving her, as Vathmos stood to turn away from him, her back towards him. "I can't return to my own people. Ever." Her head tilted upwards, and the hyena sucked in a wet, thick breath.
"Aurum, there are things, that are wrong with me, that does not fit into a hyena tribe." Her blood. Vathmos was born in a raging thunderstorm. Lamashtu either cursed her, or blessed her with the power of the storm. "I came out wrong." Maybe Aurum would understand what she was eluding to- her ability to rage with the power of electricity. Raging wasn't unheard of in a hyena tribe, but her electricity was.
"I am an exile, Aurum. I'm Vekkteman. I'm clanless. My scars mark me as so. I'm banished from all hyena tribes, not just the one I was born in." She gulped, a shuddering breath leaving her, as Vathmos stood to turn away from him, her back towards him. "I can't return to my own people. Ever." Her head tilted upwards, and the hyena sucked in a wet, thick breath.
━ [b]MY SKIN IS A STORY┆LONELY. CLINGY. HATEFUL. ━