Dean and Rogue- Assassins At Hand

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Rogue

Nothing feels better than running during the cool evenings night. Sweat ran down the side of my neck but the wind blowing made it doable. I've been running so much I've learned to love it over the years. Unlike some of the other rogues I've come across with, I love being a rogue. I embrace the name, I feel it gives me power and freedom that I wouldn't get from a pack. I feel like the forest is my home and that I'm superior to the others. I hunt with great pleasure, I've got unlimited food and water all around me. Sure it's not always easy to find but that just makes the hunt that much more enjoyable. During the day I work out and use the trees around me to test out my strength and endurance. My body is lean and fit and I like to keep it that way.

Everyone has a mom and dad but me, never had one. That's what they tell me at least. I was young when they found me and "raised" me. It's a group of strong individuals and we are trained to become the best versions of ourselves. It's where I met Dean, he's a caucasion blue eyed blonde hottie.