Duality's strike had a rather normal area, what you'd expect to find in ayanula... With maybe a few variances. However as you walked down the path it became obvious that he either, was not alone or had many feoraptors that visited him pretty often... unless he was just extremely hyper and made all the tracks himself... Which somehow seemed unlikely. The only other strange thing you saw, was that when you met him he actually began to act... Politely, although you had heard he wasn't a very pleasant Feo. Ah, hello," He paused as he inspected you for a moment... It was almost as if he was trying to figure out how much meat was on you... "I have some ah... Company coming over, and while you may stay... I would prefer that you left, If only for your own safety as She can be... Unpredictable at times." He explained sounding somewhat sorry that you have to leave, well... This really didn't match the description of his personality that you had been given, unless he suddenly decided to attack or something. He decided to walk almost all the way back with you, making some idle conversation along the way but overall being fairly nice, and not attacking you or anything the entire time... Of course he didn't mention how if he was mean to visitors that he wouldn't be able to have guests for afew days... Which meant that he'd have to go somewhere which wasn't his territory, which of course, meant less control on his part... Something that he always tried to maintain.

Name: Duality's Strike Gender: Male Parentage: Wild Genetics: ee::TT::gg::HH::MM Home: Ayanula Personality: He is rather aggressive for a male, and while he is generally polite, it is pretty much just an act... He doesn't care who he hurts or what happens to people so long as he gets what he wants. History/Notes: When he was born it was obvious that he was a mutant due two his two horns, It was rather unfortunate since the clan he was a part of was proud of their purity and well, lack of mutations, instantly making him somewhat of an outcast... When he was growing up his mother began to worry that his second horn had not fully set into his skull and got him his mask to make sure that nothing would happen to further disfigure him. After he had become an adult he finally had gotten completely fed up with the sneering and odd looks he would get from his clan members and left In severely embittered spirits. It would probably not have been so bad if he had not been left to brood over his anger with them, and such. But he decided that the only person that really mattered was himself, since he didn't need any one else simply looking down at him and talking behind his back. Whenever he met with other Feo the meetings were usually brief and rarely left the other with a good feeling, The most notable confrontation was when he met a group that contained a member of the voodoo clans legacy, Those markings that appeared to be wings seemed very beautiful... And he wanted such a thing for himself, it didn't take long for him to find a Feoraptor that would carve the same pattern into his back, although it was not nearly as pretty and that fact was presented rather clearly to the one he had recruited to do it...

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