Have youever felt trapped? Caged? Barred? Have you ever looked up from your average, normal life -out from the tedium of normality and sanity- and felt that somehow, some way that you were chained down? Can you ever feel yourself sealed in your own body, stuck in a constant cycle of life that bores you to tears at the very thought of it? And, have you ever, ever, felt the need, so incredibly overwhelming, to simply escape it all?
That, my freind, is the wild calling. It is the animal nature inside of you, wakened, once sleeping, rising from repose to feel the need of excitement and freedom and passion beyond all humanity. That is the furred beast wanting to spread its paws in the crisp winter snow, it is the winged bird wanting to spread its feathers and soar undaunted through the skies.
And, it is exactly what you will find here, in this hallowed place.
The only question is, are you willing to fight for that freedom?
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Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 95 Location: hunting in the forest... Karma: 6
Lyra's :: Log « Thread Started on Apr 20, 2009, 8:00pm »
L y r a :: L i l a c
Species ~ D i a s Form ~ B l a c k W o l f Gender ~ S h e W o l f Revelations ~ none Friends ~ Kanaloa Enemies ~ none Loves ~ none Losses ~ family - they will be missed Status ~ Searching for the others... Journeys ~ Lyra has roamed the world in search of her brethren, the Dias
R e c e n t l y . . . L o g :: O n e Lyra has found one, finally. Eighty years of searching has not left her fruitless. The only Dias she has ever beheld were in her youth - just after her tenth birthday. No others have been found, and she has remained alone, alienated from her family and forced to survive a solitary Dias. Until now... Lyra has her doubts about Kanaloa, doubts that not even she will voice to herself. But she is desperate. She must find the others. She must find more of her kind. Kanaloa is a blessing, from the great Spirits themselves. Her instinct urges her, and the Spirits have blessed her, but are there others? Not in eighty years. Lyra remains realistic about this, and her realistic outlook is bleak. She Must find more, but she doubts she ever will.