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— aine | the pitt | fae druid —

Little black paws scrambled across the grass, skirting to her father’s side.  Golden-hazel hues gleamed brightly, before locking on an unknown face.  Blinking, she crouched lower at his side, shrinking back as her dark ears perked, betraying her, albeit shy, curiosity.

"’m... Aine," she offered softly.

— I'll come back when you call me —