Cynthius

Cynthius loved stories. The ones with happy and tragic endings alike never left her mind. She enjoyed the ones that made her paws prickle with tension. She even liked the ones that made her want to scream into the clouds when the characters made fools of themselves.

She's always wanted to be a mentor --- to teach pups about the world and tell them the same stories she grew up with. She still had many things to learn, and many stories to create, however. She was, however, skilled enough to watch over the pups of her pack, to tell them the brightest of stories so they were formidable members for her packmates to live alongside. She was alright with that. After all, who enjoyed tales more than a pup?

Cynthius wouldn't let you answer that. She knew it was her. But with her as the only exception, who would enjoy a story more than a pup?

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Cynthius starts each morning with an idea, a tale, and a wish. She ensures each of these are developed and completed when night falls. She's vowed to be the mentor her pack deserves. Maybe one day, when her voice is nothing more than a whispered breeze and her bones are mossy and old, her pack will tell stories of her.