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//I'm falling apart from the inside out
crumbling like toy soldiers defeated in battle
my defenses are down, my strong fašade
melts away//

Havoc. It's a feeling, an emotion, a noun and a verb. To create destruction, chaos, disorder and devestation. It is the act of destroying, or pillaging. It's also a name. Her name. (c)

 

//Emotions rage inside me
a bull in the china shop of my soul
demolishing my obsidian heart//

Scientists would call her Canis Lupus Baileyi, natives: el lobo. She was a Mexican Wolf, a dying species. She came from the hot, dry deserts of the south; was unused to the cold winters covered in snow.

She looked like a cat almost, the way her long whiskers brushed against her fur. (c)

 

//Each time I smile
the shattering of glass//

She was of the smallest subspecies of wolves in North America, about the size of a medium sized dog. Her small face was more reminicent of a fox, rather than a wolf. Large, globe-sized ears and a thin muzzle were dotted with bright red spots, followed by golden eyes. The remainder of her body was a roaned mix of browns, blacks, whites, and reds.(c)

 

//I am wreckage adrift in a sea of chaos,
waves of memories, anger, and love
desperate for something to cling to//

As her slender legs propelled her through greenery, mind and senses were working at a million miles a minute. She paused as the wafting scent of alien wolves reached her flaring nostrils. Releasing her head, she howled loudly, the sound bouncing off trunks in the distance. (d)


Name: Havoc
Age: 6 years
Gender: Female
Coloring: Brown, gray, white, red and black
Alliance: Dark