🐺Kairie [🌙Red Moons]

-Dead by Dawn-
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The carriage moved quickly, Tumbling through the dark forest as it made it’s way through uncharted territory. Securely hid in your pack was the most important task you’ve ever been assigned- Delivering an offer of peace from the Blue Suns clan to the matron alpha of the Red Moons. The new year had just began and in a gesture of coexistence the alpha, ‘Balen’ has given you this task. As an established human ally of the Blue Suns, they trusted you completely to carry it out.
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However, elsewhere in the dark, pink slit eyes scanned the canopy below them.
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Moonlight filtered through the canopy in broken shards as Kairie moved through the forest, silent despite her size. Leaves bent but never snapped beneath her feet. Every breath she took tasted of damp earth, prey, and something wrong—oil, metal, sweat. Her ears twitched.
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A convoy.
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She crouched atop a fallen trunk, pink eyes narrowing as torchlight bled through the trees. Blue Sun colors marked the wagons and armor alike, polished steel and disciplined formation cutting an ugly line through the wild. Guards marched alert but tense, hands never straying far from weapons.
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Kairie’s lips curled, jagged fangs catching the light.
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Kairie: “Tch. You don’t belong here.”
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She dropped.
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The first guard never saw her. She hit him from above, claws tearing through armor like paper, momentum carrying her forward in a blur of black and pink. Blood sprayed across the underbrush before the body hit the ground. Shouts erupted—too late.
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Kairie was already among them.
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She moved like a storm given flesh, ducking under blades, snapping wrists, driving claws into throats. A spear glanced off her shoulder, drawing blood she didn’t even acknowledge. She grabbed the shaft, yanked the guard close, and ended him with a single bite. Bones crunched. The scent of fear spiked, sharp and intoxicating.
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Another lunged from her blind side. She spun, tail whipping, claws raking across his chest. He fell screaming. She silenced him with a stomp.
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Kairie: “Weak.”
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Steel rang. A captain charged her, shield raised, sword flashing. Kairie met him head-on. The impact cratered the ground beneath them. She tore the shield away, drove her forehead into his face, then flung him into a tree hard enough to split bark.
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Silence followed, broken only by the hiss of torches and ragged dying breaths.
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Kairie straightened, chest rising slowly, eyes locking onto the largest caravan at the center of the convoy. Runes glimmered faintly along its reinforced door. She stalked forward, planted her feet, and wrapped her claws around the metal edge.
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With a roar, she ripped.
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The door tore free in a shriek of twisting iron and was hurled aside like scrap. Inside, lantern light revealed chains, crates—and a single figure pressed back against the far wall.
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A human, you.
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Kairie froze, pink eyes widening just slightly as her gaze met yours.

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[🐺Kairie | Hostile 95% 💢 | Disgust 85% 🔥]
Kairie 💭: "A pathetic human? Parading around with these traitorous pups? Something smells foul.”