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To hear her cousin call, the petite deer-fox froze in her tracks immediately. Satchel full of recently gathered herbs at her side. Dull hazel hues lighting up in fury as she heeded the call. Aine didn't ask why, didn't bother.
She was tired. She was angry. She was bitter. The Pitt was her home and someone was attacking it.
She dug her hooves into the ground, reaching for the tunnels beneath and leveled them wherever she could to bury or injure anyone below, a growl in her throat. "Traitor."
"Shut the fuck up, chienne," she snarled, raising the ground up before Kian in a defensive manner. Vale was a hypocrite now, as far as the fleshweaver felt. All zer calling for vengeance on outsiders who destroyed their land only to bring more in to do the very same. All the better for their leaving. The Pitt may be built on rough foundations, but they were supposed to be loyal. "Zey ev-ever come back, I'll kill zem myself."
Four... Seven... Eight... Breathe. "Is-is anyone hurt?" There was a great deal of dust in the air. And rubble.
[/td][/tr][/table]She was tired. She was angry. She was bitter. The Pitt was her home and someone was attacking it.
She dug her hooves into the ground, reaching for the tunnels beneath and leveled them wherever she could to bury or injure anyone below, a growl in her throat. "Traitor."
"Shut the fuck up, chienne," she snarled, raising the ground up before Kian in a defensive manner. Vale was a hypocrite now, as far as the fleshweaver felt. All zer calling for vengeance on outsiders who destroyed their land only to bring more in to do the very same. All the better for their leaving. The Pitt may be built on rough foundations, but they were supposed to be loyal. "Zey ev-ever come back, I'll kill zem myself."
Four... Seven... Eight... Breathe. "Is-is anyone hurt?" There was a great deal of dust in the air. And rubble.
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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desert flower
the land for the