Silvertip Mountain Headed towards a fucked up holiday

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Had wolves been gifted with the virtue, Prialux would have cried in that moment as she offered herself completely now to fate. The world had been evil with her for a long time, perhaps even from the start, and the sweet child could suffer no more. She needed a kind soul to rescue her. The Domino lupine had shown her just what she needed, and with that Prialux felt safe again. She let a whine escape as her rescuer leaned closer, and she allowed her to plant a kiss on her face with eyes closed and nervous trembling. They're gone, she said, almost crying, They're all gone... there was no one left beside her, or even expecting her back home. There was no home to come back to, she'd tried. There was only fear and cold and darkness now, and Prialux needed it to end.

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