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He has been alone most of the time. The portal was not a pleasant experience for the boy and his sister. It just goes to show that not all family is worth keeping around. His heart bittered even more that what it already was. Golden eyes narrowed upon a dense bush that held a dozen glowing eyes. Lashing out powerful rear legs he nailed the thick trunk. Odd creatures scattered from their hiding hole. Some glowed others did not. With a massive snort, Zubari trotted off into the dense woods. Fuck this, fuck his family. Somedays he wished they would all die. Except for Katua. Mother was gone, father might as well be dead. Oh, let's not forget about the worthless brothers and sisters. A heaver snort came from his maw as she galloped. His large agile body moved from in and out of each tree until... Large hooves went sliding down a moss like a hill. Rear legs dug into the soft ground as he body slammed into a halt. There were small glowing flowers placed in a path. Golden eyes looked around until he saw Kaos. A soft smile fell on his maw. The god stood in front of them. He told them not to cross the water, do not touch the bone lights. The mahogany boy shook his head softly and looked at the necklace around his neck. This was the first real gift he had ever gotten. Zubari treasured the Kaos necklace like it was made from gold. A smirk fell on his maw as he moved closer to the crowd. A painted woman speaks up. She was apart of his herd in Helovia. Familiar faces are always nice to see. He halts at her side with a soft smile. His shoulders and heavy frame grew every day. Kuuma silently rode on his back. His smile falters thinking about his companion. He hoped she would be better soon. "I am sure we will find out what Kaos has in store very soon." Bright teal eyes look over to the girl? Zubari looked for a moment. He could swear she was an adult in Helovia. Maybe Iona had a child? Trying not to stare too much Zubari looked back to Kaos. Golden spikes started to point through some black spots on his skin. "Talk" @Iona Zubari I am the Violence in the pouring rain. I'm a Hurricane

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