[shadow=white,bottom]P A N[/shadow]
[shadow=darkgray,bottom]melanistic shapeshifter - genderfluid - trooper - the nox - bio here[/shadow]
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[align=left]The previous moment, from Pan's perspective, it had been a hot summer day in the Nox's valley. A couple hours before, his pup Nex had returned to the Nox, temporarily released from whatever that demon Amon had been using his body for, and Pan had been so damn relieved. And later that day, the young shifter had gone out into the woods to hunt, in the form of a black coyote. Well, the only thing to really do was return to the Nox, and hope for the best. If this was the past, the Nox might not exist yet, but Pan would deal with that if it happened. If this was the future...then he would have been gone for at least a season. Not like anyone would probably have missed Pan, the shifter figured, but he wondered if anyone would be mad. "Hi? Hello?" Pan called out, padding into camp. "It's Pan, I'm, uh, back. Anyone remember me?" |
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[/size][shadow=darkgray,bottom]you're made of memories you bury or live by[/shadow]
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