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Aine noticed. When a face disappeared. Ever antsy and alert, for the worst. Maybe that was paranoid, but the petite deer-fox didn't want anyone to go uncared for.
Her hazel hues locked on Virgil at the sight of her, at the voice. A month was a long time. But she looked okay. "Virgil!"
The Fleshweaver trotted over, realizing she must've gone on her blooding. A long one, but what mattered was that she returned. With a flick of her ear, Aine dug through her satchel, pulling out a filled canteen. "H-here, do you want any water?"
"Wel-welcome back," she offered, smiling softly.
[/td][/tr][/table]Her hazel hues locked on Virgil at the sight of her, at the voice. A month was a long time. But she looked okay. "Virgil!"
The Fleshweaver trotted over, realizing she must've gone on her blooding. A long one, but what mattered was that she returned. With a flick of her ear, Aine dug through her satchel, pulling out a filled canteen. "H-here, do you want any water?"
"Wel-welcome back," she offered, smiling softly.
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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