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The petite vixen knew she was a rare sight. Knew... And struggled to bother. She wanted to try. She didn't want to disappear... Not really. Even if her body seemed to to share the opposite sentiment thanks to those glitches.
Tired. Wary. Lonely. She locked herself away in her temporary home, Torren's old house, trying to keep herself together, trying to keep the place homey for whenever he returned. She hid inside with her books more often than not.
She only came out when it became too much. The cabin fever or the reminders of another missing friend. She was more than surprised to catch her name on the wind, near the border. A phasing ear twitched as she paused, teeth catching the inside of her cheek. What could someone want with her?
Slow, snow white paws follow the voices, head down until she reached her clanmates, a voiceless question lingering on her tongue. Maybe she was finally losing her voice. D̤̆i̙͌d̳̂ s̰͂h͕͞ȅ͍ ͈̃hav͇̆e one̟̿ ͛ͅto ͔̔beg̮̃in ͉͂wit̩͞ẖ̕? It's almost in a daze she recognizes the gray fur, the sea-green eyes. D̲̮̟̗͔̾͑̓͌͝a̯͑?̛̟̺̱̝̂̆̈
Duel joining? Her father?
She can't work through any words but her eyes mist. Kiira S̢̑u̩̓v̭͋i̺͡ moves forward to bury her face in her father's chest, sniffing softly. Was he really?
[/td][/tr][/table]Tired. Wary. Lonely. She locked herself away in her temporary home, Torren's old house, trying to keep herself together, trying to keep the place homey for whenever he returned. She hid inside with her books more often than not.
She only came out when it became too much. The cabin fever or the reminders of another missing friend. She was more than surprised to catch her name on the wind, near the border. A phasing ear twitched as she paused, teeth catching the inside of her cheek. What could someone want with her?
Slow, snow white paws follow the voices, head down until she reached her clanmates, a voiceless question lingering on her tongue. Maybe she was finally losing her voice. D̤̆i̙͌d̳̂ s̰͂h͕͞ȅ͍ ͈̃hav͇̆e one̟̿ ͛ͅto ͔̔beg̮̃in ͉͂wit̩͞ẖ̕? It's almost in a daze she recognizes the gray fur, the sea-green eyes. D̲̮̟̗͔̾͑̓͌͝a̯͑?̛̟̺̱̝̂̆̈
Duel joining? Her father?
She can't work through any words but her eyes mist. Kiira S̢̑u̩̓v̭͋i̺͡ moves forward to bury her face in her father's chest, sniffing softly. Was he really?
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