05-30-2018, 03:53 PM
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[sup]c) miithers[/sup]
★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
A puppet? Hazel frowned, having overheard the howl from a ways away and immediately wheeled Arion around, urging him in the direction of the foreign sound. The colt hadn't been very happy about it, thinking that it was obvious the noise was from a formidable predator, but Hazel wasn't in the mood to take complaints. She'd essentially said "write your congressmen" and driven the Thoroughbred hard towards the direction of the border, the thundering of his hooves making the ground shudder.
As Arion skidded to a stop, Hazel got a good look at the wolf on the other side of the border. The fur along her spine stood on end, but she wasn't going anywhere. "She's got a name, and it's Xion." The cocoa colored feline stated, voice guarded, eyes flickering towards the cub for a moment.
As Arion skidded to a stop, Hazel got a good look at the wolf on the other side of the border. The fur along her spine stood on end, but she wasn't going anywhere. "She's got a name, and it's Xion." The cocoa colored feline stated, voice guarded, eyes flickering towards the cub for a moment.
★ — hazel — "speech" — seven months — the ascendants — tags — ★
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better