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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #c48d85; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]and͠ I w̙͐a̗͘n̠̓t ̨̄a̩̓ mom̶̜̿eṋ̌t̞͐ t̘̋ŏ̝ ̺͞be r̳͘é͚al
For everyone the petite vixen had lost, she did not go to the graveyard. For though she had known some buried there, they were not... Her-- Suvi's mother was not... Nothing tied her to the place. And the reminder of death pushed her away. The reminder of what she had lost, pushed her away.
Most days.
Yet sometimes, the scrawny arctic fox came with a basket of flowers. A gentle offering. The least she could do. And so she had this day, handle rocking in her jaws. Her mix-matched hues were absent, the tail swaying behind her phasing away briefly as she nearly walked into Aurum.
A little dazed, the former medic backed away, blinking in confusion. The massive canine he spoke to held a fraction of familiarity to him. Like something out of one of her books... Kiira flicked her ear. Maybe. The faerie hardly thought twice; legends always held within them truth.
And while the canine was intimidating, the fox seemed not to mind. She was too close, perhaps, to the spirits, to fear this creature. Aurum had already spoken, so she remained quiet, curious, with the feeling that this stranger belonged here somehow.
[/td][/tr][/table]Most days.
Yet sometimes, the scrawny arctic fox came with a basket of flowers. A gentle offering. The least she could do. And so she had this day, handle rocking in her jaws. Her mix-matched hues were absent, the tail swaying behind her phasing away briefly as she nearly walked into Aurum.
A little dazed, the former medic backed away, blinking in confusion. The massive canine he spoke to held a fraction of familiarity to him. Like something out of one of her books... Kiira flicked her ear. Maybe. The faerie hardly thought twice; legends always held within them truth.
And while the canine was intimidating, the fox seemed not to mind. She was too close, perhaps, to the spirits, to fear this creature. Aurum had already spoken, so she remained quiet, curious, with the feeling that this stranger belonged here somehow.
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We can͠ hi̡tc̡hhik̵e f̴a̴r͞ p҉as͞t the mơon[div style="font-size:7.5pt;line-height:.1.1;color:#6D84AB;font-family:arial;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:-2px"][ SUVI KIIRA NÍ FAOLÁIN / INFORMATION / PLAYLIST / PENNED BY MISTY ]