Vandalier

I am the devil that you forgot.

Day 65
The sun has been scorching my paws for days as I wander this desolate place. My prayers go unheard as endless days seem to haunt me. The rancid smell of carrion surround me, reminding me of my deeds and what I am to become. Perhaps it is time to do the one thing I promised my mother not to do, but this heat is endless and I long to feel the rays of the setting sun upon my fur, signaling the end to this hell.

Day 89
They are sure to hear me, rescue me. I keep telling myself it was meant to be, that it had to be done. Sometimes I'm not so sure but, no matter what, they will take me. Perhaps either way.. so better on my own terms. I start when I smell the smoke on the wind.

Day --
My thoughts are in two, I can't think in one direction or the other. It burns, but not like fire but like ice. For a moment, I regret falling to the temptation, but that thought lasts for but a moment as my fur feels like it begins to melt and shed, becoming cold to the touch. The smoke is filling my lungs, I can hardly breathe, but I press on. Through this burning brush, I begin to see salvation- the opposite of the light. As I step into the open, I stand on the precipice of the void, looking over a sight I thought I'd never see-

The sunset.

Stats Block
Gender: Male
Pack Role: None
Pack Ranking: Sentinel
2 Best Stats: Wisdom, Speed
Disposition: Rebel Good
Pairbond: N/A
Chosen?: Yes