 General Info
| I Am Here For: |
To Meet People |
| Marital Status: |
Single |
| Children: |
Have children |
| Education: |
Some College |
| Religion: |
Spiritual, but not Religious |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
No |
| Occupation: |
Retired EMS |
| Body Type: |
More to love! |
| Height: |
N/A |
| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
N/A |
Sexy Stuff
| I Am Looking For: |
Virtual Relationship |
| Sexual Fantasies: |
N/A |
| Sex is Best: |
Passionate, Loving, Wild, Kinky, In a Relationship |
| Cybersex: |
N/A |
| I Want You To: |
Tell Me You Love Me, Talk Dirty to Me, Make Me Do It, Tell Me Your Fantasy, |
| Cybersex Personality: |
Submissive, Loving, Passionate, Innocent, Kinky |
My Web Gifts
A gift from uname
Note:
Content:
Sent
12/12/2012
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AGds_Wolfie_ESLD's Scoop
About me:
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????????Katnis????????, 10:59 AM
In the deepest, darkest depths of Tartarus, a place where even the bravest of souls dared not to tread, the birth of a divine being was imminent. Katnis, the goddess darkness, and light labored in pain, her agony echoing through the eternal chasm of darkness. The rumble of her groans shook the very foundations of the underworld as she strained to bring forth a new life into this dismal realm.
Finally, a piercing wail tore through the silence, a sound so pure and innocent that it seemed to momentarily halt the everlasting torment of the damned. It was a girl, a beautiful girl, with a soul brimming with light and darkness in equal measure. Her birth was a paradox, for she was born of Katnis, the goddess of night, yet she seemed to embody the spirit of the woods and the vibrancy of life.
Her hair, as dark as the night sky, shimmered with flecks of silky brown, like the forest floor dappled with sunlight. It was a striking contrast to her mother's obsidian locks, a testament to the fusion of light and darkness within her. The strands glinted like the night sky scattered with stars, a visual representation of the celestial beings that pulsed within her veins.
Her eyes were a marvel, a kaleidoscope of colors that shifted like the galaxies in the heavens. They were a brilliant emerald green that flickered with amber hues, a clear indication of her dual heritage. The pupils would dilate and glow pure red, a telltale sign of her lupine capabilities taking over. Her gaze was hypnotic, drawing in those unfortunate enough to have been ensnared by her enchanting stare.
But perhaps the most striking feature was her wings, a cascade of feathered majesty that unfurled behind her like a golden cloak. Their radiance was unparalleled, with each feather reflecting the light like a shimmering mirror. They were wings befitting an angelic being, a contrast to the dark reality of her birthplace.
Despite her birth in the bowels of hell, Wolfie was a creature of extraordinary beauty. She was the embodiment of the woods, a symbol of life and growth in a realm of death and decay. Her birth was a beacon of hope in the hopelessness of Tartarus, a divine intervention in a place cursed by the absence of gods.
Though her mother was the goddess of night, Wolfie was the epitome of a new dawn, a harbinger of change in a world condemned to eternal darkness. She was a paradox, a contradiction of light and darkness, a beautiful enigma trapped in the heart of hell. But above all, she was a testament to the enduring power of life, a symbol of hope in the face of despair. And as she grew, she would come to embody this hope, this paradox, in a world that desperately needed it.
Who I'd like to meet:
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