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WarMou had been born not long before the Devourers invaded Yaolzerac and forced his people to flee the planet. In fact, he had been one of the last generations of magic-able Zolgen to have lived his childhood completely on Zair and have a few years of his adult life comfortably on the planet.

Born to a pair of Zolgen eager to pass their name on, the fact that his fur had been pure white had been seen as a good sign. The fact that his eyes were also white had been seen as an even better sign. This meant that he would be an excellent mage, correct? Nothing could make his family prouder.

Even from the beginning, after he had learned to talk and read, he had been motivated to do his best in school. Nothing below that was acceptable; he would work extra hard to make sure that he was at the top of his class! As for the slackers that fell behind, well... that wasn't his problem. He tried to make friends with the females that were around his year; they would not be studying the same type of magic as he would be when their powers came in, of course, and there was little chance of him helping other male Zolgen get away. Besides, if he had extremely powerful magic, then they would have a strong father for their future pups, yes?

WarMou's power was the first in his class to come in: when he was able to access Erros magic on a chunk of rock that he had been practicing it. And from there, his powers came in rapidly and he was soon the strongest pup in his year. So what if he was learning magic at a faster pace than the rest of his class? That just meant he was a prodigy!

Or extremely talented. He wasn't sure which one sounded better, but he would go with that he was both talented, skilled, and a prodigy.

His exam came and went when he was twenty years old. He passed the theoretical portion easily enough, and his magic was already above average in three magics. The judges were sure that he would go on to do great things in their society and readily gave him the passing grade to practice his magic. WarMou wasn't complaining. He had always known what he had wanted, and he knew how to get what he wanted, too.

After schooling, he entered government apprenticeships to further his future career. His ultimate goal now that he had magic? To become the chancellor of the Mou district. He would have to work his way up, proving that he was well-versed and powerful in magic, but it was something that he would work for. Besides, he knew how to manipulate words to make others believe him, and the motivation to become a very powerful, well-respected member of his society was clearly there.

Unfortunately, eight years into kissing his way up into government and proving he was a power mage so that he could be more than a mere intern eventually came to a screeching halt. He saw the message that the Circles gave, about the Devourers, about how they were killing Bemy and other animals beyond Zair's borders.

He had quickly packed his essentials for both his private life (which wasn't too much) and for his job, and had arrived at the port within the six hour timeframe given by the Circles. Within hours, WarMou was flying to a planet that he had never seen, and had rarely heard about before now. During the journey, he idly carved a piece of stone with his magic that he had brought with him to both calm his nerves and to give them something to do. If it turned out that Zair would live, then he would come back eventually. It was familiar.

But for now, he would rather play the safe route. He had not wanted to leave Zair; it was the only home he had ever known. But it was too dangerous to remain there when it had been proven that the Devourers had yet to be defeated through any means of weaponry. If their magic was unable to defeat them, then Zair would fall. He had had no intentions of falling.

He had every intention of rising.

And if he had to do it in this new government that they were building, then so be it. He had never been a slacker, after all.
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Doubles as a both a magic-writeup and a piece for the current invasion event! ^^

[Magic Talent - 10 x 2 mp]
-Erros [7 mp]: "Ac, id, er, ro, or, re, di, ca."
-Exos [7 mp]: "Ex, os, plo, de, ed, olp, so, xe."
-Solos [6 mp]: " lo, so, min, Ul, lu, nim, os, ol."
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