| For most of DeAndres Draven life he has been a drifter who never stays in one place for long before packing his things and moving on. A slow runner unsure if he is running away or to something but knowing what and who he truly is lurks around each angry breath. He speaks about the past not like a historian telling you about theories or books they have read but rather times long forgotten buried in memories he sometime would rather forget.
Xucphia was just supposed to be another stop on his long journey but this time something changed, maybe it was the war and the world that followed soon behind it or more than likely it was him. Watching species come together fighting for a better world, gave him something he long forgotten... hope. Plus, a desire to make this world better than the one that had disappeared before it.
DeAndres has been many things throughout his overly long-life lover, friend, foe, but nothing scares him more than being the "Black Dog". His wolf half fueled by his own anger to hunt down the vampire that killed his mother and punish his father for abandoning her when she needed him the most. He spent years tearing down every vampire coven he came across till he ran across a young female vampire hybrid in the mountains, just before the downfall of the world. He was in full on berserk mode having ripped to shreds a small group of vampires when the young thing asked him "Why great wolf do you look so sad?"
That little girl changed the course of his life no longer wanting to be the Black Dog, he found the strongest conjurer he could to bind his wolf half. Instead, he decided to travel the world to figure out what he was sad about. A mother he no longer remembered. A fragmented memory of a father whose face he could no longer, see? Or the fact he had been killing for so long the guilt he should feel no longer pulled at his soul.
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