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[Sinner]

Hungry.  It demands—a command and he obeys without protest. He answers the calling of the hunger, leading him onto his path. A path of servanthood, searching and seeking to found the wielder, the harnesser of darkness. There is a purpose to be had. A path that must now be taken for he has grown too lazy. The world is too quiet. The hound breaks away from the shadows of the never-changing autumn forest. Slipping out of the hellhole he came out from, a hole he concealed himself in since his arrival to the forest kingdom. The silence needed to be broken His paws find comfort on the earthy grounds of the forest floor. There is absolute comfort in his canine form, the beast hardly ever touches the body he was shaped and formed to be in this world. His identity is lost when he reverts to his horse form, but when he is the wolf he is himself—he is powerful and feared. Sinner scours the forest, twisting around the kingdom’s trees. Dark form of black fur and scales obviously make him an enemy to be feared of—he hunts, hunger calls him. But it is also searching for a purpose and curiosity that calls him too. What is this place that he now calls home?

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