Susurrare*

"Susurrare" - to whisper
[same name as my wolf on wolvden, lols]
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Girrrrl I DUG all the way through your ancestry and against ALL ODDS you are clean! Fucking impressive lmao
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Background Lore Bits: While on a routine hunting patrol, a freak thunderstorm stuck. A bolt bright as the sun, cut through the sharp rain and struck the scattered hunting party. Upon daybreak, the apprentice Susurrare was found laying, heaving for breath, the broken outline of the lightining bolts' ferious power surrounded the lioness. The gathered lionesses found they could not meet the gaze of the young apprentice, her eyes as bright and intense as the lightining that struck the group. With further investigation, they noticed the stark white patterning all across the lioness' back, mimicing the awesome strength of the lightning bolt. None knew how she had managed to survive the strike, but yet the lionesses recall with wonder what the young lioness had said to those gathered: "I've seen them, and they saw me...th-they chose me..."
Susurrare's gaze was no longer meant for the mortal realm and its inhabitants to gaze upon, she had been saved to serve a higher purpose for her clan, a seeress, a communicatior with those who've passed on. Her striking markings a reminder of the incredible power sealed within the spritual realm...
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You woke up and found a little bird snack waiting in front of your nose. Susurrare* - marksup is resting nearby, with a little smile on her face.