Ah, another lineless experiment. Why? Well the lineart for this was sitting for ages in my folder and the whim struck me. Random beast? Ah... not really. Just a story I have not visited in a VERY long time.

Care to hear?

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Ashtan, an immortal of great power and capabilities, grew bored and listless within his world. Every day was the same, and he could not understand the feeble beings around him. So, he decided, he would split up, split into seven parts. Each part would be a facet of himself, each part would explore a different realm, a different continent. After the deed was done, he found himself to be a mute, powerless.

But that was part of the fun really. Certainly the new facets each were alive and how their own lives... but he would conquer each and the adventure of doing so would make his life worthwhile once more. Ashtan... no he really was not a very nice fellow. But then, how could he be detached from the world as he was?

Anyways, one of those facets was Wrath here. Karan would be the name of his life, Wrath the part of Ashtan he was. Wrath was almost always moving, battling, struggling... but he reveled in every moment of it. A beast of war, this wolvern reveled in merely being ALIVE.

But he had no idea who Ashtan was when they first met. It was only after Wrath saw anotehr wolvern absorbed did he realize... but by then he also realized he was on the road to his own damnation.

Heh... not that he was going to go down without a fight.