Hello, I'm a Vastaya fox girl. My name is Ahri.
People say I'm dangerous.
But
some people spend their whole lives tracking me down.
I've seen Master Yi weave through a forest of steel and blades, single-handedly defeating an entire Noxian army.
I've seen the frozen wastes of Freljord, where Ashe, in her darkest hour, raised Avarosa's True Ice bow. Her golden hair cascaded like a waterfall of silver.
I've seen the twisted, terrifying monsters beneath Zaun, where curses and slaughter never cease.
My footsteps have carried me across all of Valoran. Some say I'm a mage from Ionia, some say I'm a fearsome Darkin, some say I'm an assassin from the Shadow Isles, some say I'm Ashe's blood-sister, and some say I'm Kai'Sa's lover...
They're all right.
Because this is who I am. My name is Ahri!
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P.S. A League of Legends fanfiction. Updated regularly, and it gets incredibly sweet later on!
Uzi won the revival match and you're still not alive?! #(Crying)
Offering incense and sweeping the tomb #(tears)