Biography
Black hearts.
White hearts.
A pure wolf with the heart of an angel.
A pure white heart shining brightly.
A pure evil wolf. With the heart of devils.
A pure black heart. The dullest black in the entire universe.
A wolf in the middle.
Black and white.
One side good. The other side bad.
Almost every wolf is like that.
But not all of them.
King Death Wish.
Firestar.
Larkspur.
The devils of the planet.
Zayjira wasn't exactly black and white.
She was more black then she was white. She was in thirds.
2/3 of her. Black.
The other 1/3.
White. But a dull white.
Zayjira knew they were back.
DSP's leaders. Were definitely back.
How did she know?
One required the labyrinth, which she knew where it was.
Uncomfortable positions, they really work.
Ten, nine, eight, where's you're date?
seven, six, five, what's the time?
four, three, two, you're doomed.
one, zero, You're no hero.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
King DeathWish barreled the female over.
"Do you know where the Labyrinth is?"
He snarled with abhor disgust.
Flexing his scalpel claws against her cranium.
She was as emotionless as a robot.
Lets see if she too...
Had a soul...
Zayjira gave out a snarl.
She was too small to push him off with the wind knocked out of her.
"So you want to go there? Desperately?"
She eyed his claws and nearly winced as they pierced the side of her head.
But no Zayjira didn't wince.
She wouldn't it just wasn't in her to do so.
"Yes, I desperately need to go there." He said, almost pleading. His tail wasn't lifted. Lowered to his ankles. Only one knew he was acting. His ol' friend, Freya. His emerald hues lost their tensity to unravel mellow. His puppy dog eyes...
God, not even Wade can describe his... Well, being adorable. King DeathWish actually needed to go there, as fast as possible...
Before his soul perishes... For eternity...
She twitched underneath him. Now she was getting antsy. She didn't like being still. SHe especially didn't like being under another. WHy did this always happen to her?
SHe didn't exactly care if he found out or not.
The truth was anyone could get there. As long as they knew where it was.
There were different ways to get to the labyrinth, and she only knew one way.
Her teeth bared.
"Can't you bother someone else?" She growled beginning to twitch even more underneath his weight.
Maybe...
Since he didn't know where it was. He wasn't supposed to know.
That was a thought.
He sat on the seeming annoyed wolf. Ah. Unending irritation."Nope" he snickered, flexing a scalpel claw and placing it above her jugular."But you could just off directions, or I'll just decapitate you." His hu
Preferences
(continuing)\his hues dialating momentarily until he returned with a sly expression. Calm, but Alert. His nicked audits flicked. King never loved anyone... Not anymore. Only his mate... Only his brother..."Your choice, weirdling..." His audits swiveled. Nose twitching. More wolves.
"Then who would be there to tell you?"
Nope, he wasn't getting off.
Great.
She stopped struggling momentarily and gave a sigh.
"What all do you want to know? Just the way?"
She eyed his claw above her jugular and gave a low hiss.
Then she started struggling again.
This time with more results then the time before. Maybe one more twitch and she would be able to wriggle out.
Hopefully.
"There's a Lybra there...In tradition, it helps incinerate opponents... And there's a plan to be tested...To save someone..." The scalpel pressed against the jugular vein tenderly. "If you die, I'll just lug your body there as a sacrifice." he shrugged. As long as he had his mate and fire alive, King is stable.
His tail flicked as he aroused to stand, a free forepaw suppressing the chest of the feminine. His canines glistening. He found her weak spot. Remaining still for her. Hmph. "But of course, it only works once."
Special Skills
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Spring 
Day Weather: 
Brimstone
