Boartusk Heights the first step

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Though originally, the cold seemed to be a natural sedative to her body's cravings, denying herself the pleasures of the root was becoming increasingly difficult. Lulu was beginning to feel sluggish and fatigued, though she forced herself onward, deeper into the new terrain. As she marched through the low field of snow and up unto a system of cliffs, another woman came into view, colored similarly to the other femme who Lulu had just met only a day or so before. Winter wolves seemed a common occurence here, though she had admittedly only seen her first blanched body upon arriving in the Wilds.

Lulu barked a greeting as she trotted closer, though she stopped a few yards away. Hello there, she called out, Enjoying the view? It was breathtaking, something of a dream. Lulu would know, considering she spent most of her days locked in her own imagination.

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