Herald of war, inspiration of truth, heart of guidance, great woman of conflict.
"I propose to fight on this line until hell freezes over, and then I propose to fight on the ice"
Life is truly quite absurd, but with a little effort we could make it completely ridiculous.
This is a war universe. War all the time. That is its nature. There may be other universes based on all sorts of other principles, but ours seems to be based on war and games.
Black Howling: : Rules of the Pack
Take care of the young for they are our future.
Never question your existance.
Keep your wild spirit.
Live life like play.
Live for the hunt, hunt to live.
Love your freedom.
Those who hunt in numbers ... accomplish larger tasks.
Move swiftly ... leave only tracks.
Vilkacis: Assur, Akkad, Babel, Sargon, Sumer - do these names mean nothing to you? Those whom you term beasts we claim as brethren. Their forefathers were yours; our ancestors dwelt in the same yurts, shared the same salt and bread, knelt at the same shrines before Apshai, Dagon, Marduk, and a thousand thousand other houses beneath your Father. The eldest among their number remember us still, and you have never forgotten THEM.
Vilkacis: Islam is a young religion, younger even than the Christians or the Jews, and therefore they still make the same mistake of bowing down before one God. They too have forsaken the Old Ones, those who were ancient even at the dawn of time, and before whom young YWH is but a mere child. They are still out there, even if their names have not been spoken aloud for thousands of years. But if they were to be spoken, they would respond... and perhaps the ancient pacts would still stand. Or perhaps not.