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despite snowbound's plight, it wasn't rare for outsiders to seek refuge within their fortress of frigid ice and gelid embrace.
the dragons were a strange sight-- mythical beasts of power and fire. they demonstrated ease of flight-- their bodies sending plumes of snow flying upward with their descent. a large, sapphire ocular shone with wonder and awe. a limber form bounded through the drifts of snow with a practiced swiftness that was not to be found in the foreigners of this land.
they did not land here by accident-- they had made themselves known to the village for the reason, and the youth's voice spoke of an intent to stay around their humble little home. the devil clad in pink sauntered over, lithe vessel rippling with her movement, and dainty paws gliding over the soft snow like a feather amongst unruffled wind.
she wondered how the family would take to the recent vermin; which, with luck, would hopefully be removed soon. nui found their antics repetitive, their villainy nonexistant. now that her body no longer itched feverishly for risk the takeover provided, she longed for things to get back to the way it was. she was starved of blood and she missed living in an uncramped, unstuffy camp.
an easeful smile found it's way to her maw with grace. "lovely strangers," she began with a tinkling voice that sounded damn near a happy, blissful coo. "what are your names?"
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SNOWBOUND
FEMALE
POLARHEART
FEMALE
POLARHEART
[div style="width: 360px; font-family: verdana; color: #fcb3b5; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]LA VI EST DROLE!
despite snowbound's plight, it wasn't rare for outsiders to seek refuge within their fortress of frigid ice and gelid embrace.
the dragons were a strange sight-- mythical beasts of power and fire. they demonstrated ease of flight-- their bodies sending plumes of snow flying upward with their descent. a large, sapphire ocular shone with wonder and awe. a limber form bounded through the drifts of snow with a practiced swiftness that was not to be found in the foreigners of this land.
they did not land here by accident-- they had made themselves known to the village for the reason, and the youth's voice spoke of an intent to stay around their humble little home. the devil clad in pink sauntered over, lithe vessel rippling with her movement, and dainty paws gliding over the soft snow like a feather amongst unruffled wind.
she wondered how the family would take to the recent vermin; which, with luck, would hopefully be removed soon. nui found their antics repetitive, their villainy nonexistant. now that her body no longer itched feverishly for risk the takeover provided, she longed for things to get back to the way it was. she was starved of blood and she missed living in an uncramped, unstuffy camp.
an easeful smile found it's way to her maw with grace. "lovely strangers," she began with a tinkling voice that sounded damn near a happy, blissful coo. "what are your names?"
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