11-01-2019, 09:29 PM
[align=center]— aine | the pitt | fae druid —
All the little fox knew for sure was the scary golden tigress stood at the head of this. As the surrounding jungle grew surrounded with unfamiliar faces, the fae scuttled away from her garden and practically barreled into her father. A rather unhappy looking father. Then again last time so many unfamiliar, unfriendly looking faces showed up around their camp...Aine shuffled her paws beneath her, ears flattening sharply against her skull. Her usually bright and curious eyes darted around like a nervous flame. The tigress' presence always meant trouble. Beneath her it seemed the ground itself trembled a little. Little pebbles cracked and split in two.
She craned her head upwards, towards those closest. Her da. Mr. Embry. Mr. Kydobi now too. Each of them were tough and smart. Were they going to get the scary tigress and her friends to leave? "Da? Qu'est-ce qu'on fait?"
— I'll come back when you call me —
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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