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[ophelia.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 65%; line-height:120%; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana;"]"Hm. I think I could live without more mutations, so I'll be sure to steer clear of the water's edge." she said, giving a sideways glance toward the aforementioned water. It didn't look any different from normal disgusting swamp water, but... She supposed that looks could be deceiving. At least, that was what she'd been taught to believe, just like practically every child had been.

Flicking an ear, her gaze traveled back in Aya's direction. "I've spent most of my days just surviving, so I'm not really sure yet what I like to do in my downtime. I do quite like hunting, though, even if it can get tiring to do day in and day out. Fishing has its perks, too."