04-26-2019, 12:14 AM
RAMONA LINGRÉ
✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN
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"mean to me? some, yeah. but i know how to hold my own. my uncle made sure of it, said that he had to finish my dad's training. but my dad was never rough, he was always gentle.", her memories quickly dip into the past before she shook her head and gave an easy grin, ears flopping to the side as the borzoi pup tips her head.
"i'll be alright, i always am. scars a part of growing up, aren't they? they make or break a person. i learned that in my uncle's pack.", a soft laugh and a shake of her body, "c'mon, before it gets too hot and the wind blows on the cinders.", she suggests to him, eager to get out of the jungle.
"i'll be alright, i always am. scars a part of growing up, aren't they? they make or break a person. i learned that in my uncle's pack.", a soft laugh and a shake of her body, "c'mon, before it gets too hot and the wind blows on the cinders.", she suggests to him, eager to get out of the jungle.
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