01-04-2021, 02:53 PM
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RIFTWEAVER
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Riftweaver knew of amnesia. Of the confusion and fear that came with a distinct lack of memory. Although his memory loss was not as severe as his mother's seemed to be, he could only fathom her fear. The male flattened his ears, shooting a glance at his grandmother.
Once more, the Roux fixed his two-toned gaze upon the older female, giving a sad smile. "I am Riftweaver Roux. Your son." he explained gently, brows furrowed in concern. He was certain most everyone shared his thoughts. What were they going to do if Goldenluxery didn't regain her memories? If she never remembered who she was?
He cast another worried look at Roxanne, hoping she could read the question flickering in his gaze.
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Riftweaver knew of amnesia. Of the confusion and fear that came with a distinct lack of memory. Although his memory loss was not as severe as his mother's seemed to be, he could only fathom her fear. The male flattened his ears, shooting a glance at his grandmother.
Once more, the Roux fixed his two-toned gaze upon the older female, giving a sad smile. "I am Riftweaver Roux. Your son." he explained gently, brows furrowed in concern. He was certain most everyone shared his thoughts. What were they going to do if Goldenluxery didn't regain her memories? If she never remembered who she was?
He cast another worried look at Roxanne, hoping she could read the question flickering in his gaze.
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