Biography
What pretty Flowers, the petals that feel soft to the touch, yet easy to crush.
Soft padding wasn't merely a sound you could easily hear, the huff as a titan with the purest of purplish blue hue to his coat as he trots down through the brush, paying no mind to a path already made by traveling packs and what not. His optics glittered darkly as he pauses.
The hearts of many are small, you can't find love, Crowe....no one can love you..
The voice in his head ricochet off his drum as he growls low, "get out of my head!" He roars digging his claws into the earthy ground with a snarl in his features as he crouches to the ground.
What do you fear? Nothing....you are a beast born to destroy, you are Crowephille
The voice repeats it over and over until it drove the titan mad and dash his way back up the mountain, his home he had stayed for years since a cub. His banner lashes as his crazed optics flickered back to the forest below from where he stood on the stones, rumors had passed of his awakening and what he would do to many....that is if there is one who can calm the beast....
Song!
Where do we belong, where did we go wrong
If there's nothing here, why are we still here?
Where do we belong, where did we go wrong
If there's nothing here, why are we still here?
It's another time, it's another day
Numbers they are new, but it's all the same
Running from yourself, it will never change
If you try you could die
Breeding Info
N/A
| Personality
Sign Taurus
➼Flirt
➼Blood thirsty
➼Cold-blooded
➼Michevious
➼Worthy
Mate|:|
> Naraka (Aranya)
> Little Doll (Tillbrook)
Aranya is the one who did his design <3 she gets love too!
Preferences
Ajal Onwü = Hour of Death (Death in Igbo)
× Silver Tribal (Shoulder)
× Bloody muzzle
× Bloody Bandage
× Antlers
× metal claws
[For breeding instead of mush]
Mush Made|:| 1,550
Offspring|:|
➼40R 22T HW (Fae)
➼30R (coffee)
➼20R(AC)
➼Defect ×3 (Hip Dysplasia) (Extra Vertabrae) (Erythism)
➼HERO ×1
➼HW ×6
➼High Vital ×1
DO NOT FREE EMEDIATELY AFTER BIRTH I may want to take one :)
Special Skills
|:|Rp|:|
He grins back down at this femme, "this is my natural language" he responds down at her as he bends his frame to her eye level. "I have no need to speak in English, I presume?" He chuckles down at the femme with a purr as he rises and circles the small thing, his banner slides under her chin as his large frame was behind her and he hisses into her audit. "Femme such as you has a reason due to coming here" he purrs with a chuckle as his untouched muzzle lifts back to his own height and his optic flickered down at her, it was like a dull stone shining at her. He hadn't spoken or learned English quite as much as he would. Others would run from his size and he spent his time studying packs and loners, their similarities and their differences, he kept his eyes watching this little she-devil that seemed to quite interested in him.
|:|He is Greek, taken from his homeland and brought to America without the understanding English words, he knows it, but cant speak it.|:|
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Spring 
Day Weather: 
Heavy Rain
