MOTH'S WINGS / waking up

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Rift rushed after Seabound, his eyes wide. The male came to a stop beside his brother, pressing his nose to the older femme's cheek. "Welcome home, mama." he murmured softly, giving her a gentle nuzzle and lick.

//sorry for the short reply, I've got a migraine from hell so I'm about to pass out


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[W]isker