11-30-2020, 03:36 PM
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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2e8b57; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]I'LL C[color=#36829c]OME BACK WHEN YOU CALL ME
The petite deer-fox was looking for someone too. Aimless. Unwilling to stop, but certain it wouldn't matter... If she could learn how to use her wings... Maybe...
Her hazel hues lack luster when she spots an unfamiliar wolf headed for the jungle. A breath builds in her chest. Reluctant. The Fleshweaver slowly makes her way over, wings shuffling listlessly at her sides.
"..."
"Hey. Who're you? ... Why're you here?"
[/td][/tr][/table]Her hazel hues lack luster when she spots an unfamiliar wolf headed for the jungle. A breath builds in her chest. Reluctant. The Fleshweaver slowly makes her way over, wings shuffling listlessly at her sides.
"..."
"Hey. Who're you? ... Why're you here?"
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