as tave myliu [open/introduction]

[adomania]

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His voice was rough, firmly grabbing the attention of the smaller creature at his feet, barely standing taller than his paw. It had been a struggle to get him in, for the kid had refused to be carried and likewise was small enough for Gabriel to crush him with one wrong step. Thankfully, for both of them, that hadn't happened, and they had arrived at the gates of the Typhoon yet again (although Myliu was soaked from the waves and shivering as he chewed on the stick that Gabe had offered to him to spare his own hide. The kid had a bite to him, that was for sure.)

The small canine didn't respond, seemingly transfixed by the snakes that were located in the basket right next to the bell, and with a soft sigh Gabriel pushed him forward, past the gate, and into the territory, leaving the waters behind.

"Ven conmigo, mijo," he rumbled out, still carefully prodding Myliu whenever he decided to stop and stare at what he undoubtedly wanted to bite into next. "Time to meet your new family."

[Luciferr]

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You will always be a monster, there is no turning back from it.
But what type of monster you become is entirely up to you -

Muffled sounds of heavy feet padding through the sand and soft earth below drew nearer as did the small distant shadow grow much larger the closer the dark got - Lucifer, for once not airborn.

The dark god was idly staring around, great horned head craning this way and that as he scanned for oddities and strangers, when mismatched eyes alighted on two padding through their entrance - the dragon hummed quietly before that great black silhouette against the sand moved forward to meet the two - wolves, one a mutated dire going by the look of him, not the strangest thing he'd ever seen, but then he was an overly large and stranger than your average dragon.

idly he hoped his appearance wouldn't startle the younger - the hideous red mark on the one ode of his face was hardly a nice sight.

Lucifer approached the two he'd yet not met - then again he was yet to be familiar with anyone save Argus, Pincher and Paper from his time away - and spoke "Greetings" ah, though considering the words he'd caught perhaps they were new here - or at least one "and welcome" an incline of his head "Lucifer Grimm, yourselves?"

/Hey welcome ! c:

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