05-27-2018, 03:12 PM
(Edited 06-24-2018, 11:59 PM by Character Graveyard,.)
LUNAFREYA N.F.
✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly
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Starry's death had been unexpected and a lot of her Clanmates had seemed to grieve in silence. Luna, herself, was a wreck. Her normally-groomed pelt was spiked up and tangled and her usually sky-blue eyes were dull and lines had formed beneath them.
The white-serval had slowly crept to the spot she always sat for the meetings, a wary frown on her facial features as she listened to Bastille speak. She knew he would make a good leader, even if he didn't think the same. "Noted." Luna said softly.
The white-serval had slowly crept to the spot she always sat for the meetings, a wary frown on her facial features as she listened to Bastille speak. She knew he would make a good leader, even if he didn't think the same. "Noted." Luna said softly.
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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯