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Syren has a minion!

The Gem Contained the Soulfox

Syren
Legacy Name: Syren

The

Darkmatter Demi
Owner:

Fox

Age: 15 years, 7 months, 1 week

Born: September 20th, 2008

Adopted: 12 years, 9 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: July 12th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 25
Strength: 51
Defense: 50
Speed: 27
Health: 63
HP: 63/63
Intelligence: 22
Books Read: 19
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Store Clerk

under construction!!!

The wind bit at the tips of his ears as it whistled by. His soft black pelt shook, the sheer cold and panic had merged into one as he fumbled to hook the wire correctly. The sky around him gently dropping to the ledges as a soft and sorrowful voice came and went with the wind.Immediately, his hand began to shake... 'Was this the right night?' he questioned himself... He looked back to his wire, but not before scanning the dark perimeter. It seemed to be caught on somethi---His ear twitched...In an instant, his small body hit the ground, He froze, listening into the darkness.'Perhaps it wasn't the night to be out,' his thoughts raced, 'They may find me!' His heart began to race, his tail twitching as his body succumb to the waterfall of anxiety pouring down his spine. The shaking fear ran through him, he had to get out of there! NOW! The voice can go on for now, he need not listen to it!He moved to get up when he heard--PING-fwoosh-- the sound of pebbles rolling down the gutter immediately following...His ears dropped and he immediately regained control... His body lay still as he waited, the soot mixed snow slowly drifting over him in the high winds. With his wits slowly returning to him, he watched silently for the intruder's mistakes to betray himself yet again.The eerie glowing eyes peered above the crest of the broken shingles to his left. WAS IT??--NO, his heart skipped a beat... it.. it was-He watched as the small monster that had sent him into a panic quickly scurried up the drainage pipe, 'It was only a mouse...' He consoled himself as his heart slowly returned to a normal pace. 'Get a hold of yourself...' He mumbled to himself quietly. 'How could you leave them behind?!? You promised...' His eyes glazed for a moment, sub zero temperatures threatening to freeze any tear that dare fall.'Now,' He looked up to the falling sky, now he knew that it would be here, 'Right here, right now, or never!' and as the voice cried out to him, he dove from the rooftop without fear...ZIIIIIIP-------The cord quickly pulled tight, the fine hairs of his pelt pricked up and back as he tried to steady himself at his entry point.He struggled with the outer ledge, eying his goal... The old, rotting ventilation ducts. Due to his previous attempts, much of these vents have been removed, but it's still an ongoing process. All easy entries have been eliminated, and some have been set up to alert the officials, but so long as he can still use them to get in, he'll take the chance, no matter how slim it may be.He dropped onto a lower ledge in order to release his harness and hide it from view. Being his only exit, it was imperative that it drew no attention from the guards below...