01-09-2020, 10:10 PM
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The little faerie's hues flashed around, bewildered at Kydobi's exclamations until her mind finally shifted through the shock. The loud, confusing words belonged to Astiar. While she didn't enjoy the presence of someone else in her mind, Aine begun to smile. A giddy grin. "Astiar! Astiar!"
"Astiar hi!"
I'll come back when you call me
Caught in sudden crossfire, the petite vixen felt her ears flatten sharply. Surprised. Slightly pained and a little panicky. Unaccustomed to mental intrusions, Aine froze where she stood, having been chasing a little beetle friend she'd made.The little faerie's hues flashed around, bewildered at Kydobi's exclamations until her mind finally shifted through the shock. The loud, confusing words belonged to Astiar. While she didn't enjoy the presence of someone else in her mind, Aine begun to smile. A giddy grin. "Astiar! Astiar!"
"Astiar hi!"
— aine | the pitt | commodore of the crows | fae druid —
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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