wings of a moth ;; open to everyone

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Of forgotten kindness and ruined spirits -

the sound of a stranger. the distraction they both needed before the fight. her head turned to the canid like beast. ears forward and paws moving to twist her body. keeping the stranger in view as he moved around them. trying to keep this new beast and her old 'friend' in view at the same time.

she would let out a loud, yet friendly chirp. trying to escape a bad situation. fighting two at the same time was not on her bucket list. she was not a fan of the idea in any fashion.

speaking

[sub][W]isker[/sub]