TALK ABOUT A LANDSLIDE // junkyard search

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IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN

Moth didn't come to the junk yard or the crater that often, the last times she had been to either hadn't been the most pleasent memory for her. That had been over a year ago though, long before she had died the first time. That had been a different time with different members in Tanglewood however, and Moth was sure that no one here now would know what had happened. Aurum was dead now, and she was sure that Arrow had already been gone by that point. Atbash hadn't come back until later. Moth hadn't planned on going into the junkyard that day, but after seeing Atbash go in she had decided to follow, curious as to what the other female was doing.

Moth couldn't climb under the fence due to her large size, so instead she opted to fly over it the best she could, coming to the ground with a thunk, having not used her wings that often since she had gotten this body. "You looking for anything specific?" She would ask the other, head tilting to the side as soon as she had done so, soon looking out over the various items that the humans before them had thrown out. There were plenty of things here, a lot of it small enough for the Tanglewood members to take back into town if they wished, but there were still many other things that would be far too big and have no use for them, considering there was no need to drive broken cars around the island.

MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO

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