PLAYING WITH DEATH [o]

[Luciferr]

FENRISULFR

▼ — when the weak court death, they find it.

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well there would be no gator incidents today, he could quietly be less tense now.

of course a familiar brush of scales against him brought his attention to who he knew had joined them, a smile curving across the war god's face at the greeting "Amunet" he returned quietly, pale eyes watching as she splashed Zima with a slight snort as his limbs lost their tense stance while the gator sank away, his own legs sinking down to lie more comfortably while the bear heaved himself out of the water.

it was a rather warm day, he couldn't exactly blame zima for taking a dip.

his ear flickered and his muzzle rose from where he'd leant it across his lava lined paws - turning as Nayru joined them with a headtilt of hello in her direction with a slightly agreeing hum with her assessment - though Tangle always had its own scent, you didn't need quite that much of it.

enemies would know you were coming for one.

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▲ — TANGLEWOOD. PROXY. VERY HARD. REF. BIO. — ▲

#psychosocial.