ONE STEP AT A TIME |•| O |•| JOINING

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    [size=6pt] She had woken so long ago..
    From a deep drug induced slumber. Now she fly's low unsearchable paths used by the creature who borrows the sky as a safer traveling route. She knew who she was but knew she wasn't who she was before. Oddly this curse was set by the monster in the woods. She deserved it though.. All the horrendous acts she pulled.. just to fail at accomplishing any kind of goal. But now she sought redemption a new slate persay. Honestly she got it though...I mean look at her.. She wasn't a her to begin with.. and was close to a year old.. now look at her... Young... Only 9 months old.. And did I mention lady parts. Dear god she was mortified when she woke up to find out that she was not anymore a he and the only memory she had was the monster in the woods and the last words he said... that and the precious scent of her mother.


    Shaking the thoughts troubling her mind she flew quickly as possible the elite mansion.. that's the last place she heard they seem another succubus.. she was now the spitting image of her mother only with wings. Finally she landed at the bridge.. Small enough for a pup car to cross, and she did.. Slowly. Once at the entrance she peered in only catching a glimpse of the garden and the bustling of the elite group she knew someone will soon spot her hopefully the one she look for. [/size]

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]Baby was getting ready to go patrolling, and so it opened the massive doors to the Manor, only to find someone waiting expectantly at them. It blinked in surprise, not recognizing the winged creature. "Mm, you smell different." It noted. Was this one from the Elite? "Why aren't you at the border? Don't people usually wait there?" The question wasn't meant to be rude, the Stylist was genuinely curious. It was still getting this whole clan-life thing down, mind you.


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    "That's how things are supposed to work." she hummed, striding in beside Babyface. Perhaps he wasn't easy on the eyes, but he was immortal. The beautiful goddess turned her eyes toward Vice, and waited.


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    [size=6pt]Nah she didn't just jump clearly out of her skin. Uh border.. oh crap... She was engrossed in her own train of thought to possibly notice she crossed the line between ally and her own safety. That's considered trespassing.. the ebony female only backed up a little more.. If she was allowed to bolt passed them and towards the nearest bush. She'd more then likely hide there to please her own case I...erm sorry... she was use to pack life so the hiding was to aid in the multiple ability the kid has.. She find as she woke she could only master her flying and super strength.. The rest was a blur and made her head hurt.. Venom dropped as she became even more nervous.. Her mother use to Thwap her on the head when that happens.. But as they can see.. No momma in sight. I was.. Looking to join.. in slight hopes to find my mommy and.. Maybe start a new life was that how she should answer. In a pack its a bit different. Nova didn't show this modern stuff..[/size]