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02-15-2013, 03:31 AM
The orb of life that had been near Aaron recently seem to hum with a life of its own. It emanated an energy, it picked up a curious glow. From somewhere within its depths, a rumbling began, before suddenly, a gaping crack appeared down the side of the orb.
The glow within brightened at this fracture, and the orb gave a mighty shake, even rolling along the ground a few feet. The crack widened, the glowing stopped, and in its wake, was the hellhound youth that had grown within it. It barked, demanding attention, and then it growled demanding food.
Its keen eyes glanced to the Mason that stood near, and as its eyes locked into the painted steed's, it struck out with its mind; and felt the strange sensation that was their souls entwining.
[ Congrats! The Hellhound is now yours to play! ]
