pouring salt in open wounds // kydobi

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RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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relaxing at the gentle and familiar touch, she yawned and tried to lean into the jaguar's dark pelt and familiar strength. "mmmm, i didnt know if you would come
thought you were out visiting the new litter." she admitted softly, head resting against him for a moment before pulling back and whining as the world spun. taking a bit to regain herself, she exhaled and steadied her spinning head.

"kydobi, i got a few things i wanna talk about, if i can stay awake long enough. first thing's first, you've probably already smelt my family's scent at the border. that's my uncle's mate, rene. he's really sweet and he's living in the typhoon with his cousin. second thing, what day even is it? i know its been a couple of days, I've heard voices in my den." she murmured, needing that little bit of stability. she knew that the older male was going to take this hard, but she needed to broach this topic.

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✯ — FEMALE. THE PITT. MODERATE. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.