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Her time on the island had seen Moorhen come into her own. The permanence and selflessness of Coelacanth's love seemed to have been all the dark girl needed to blossom into a strong, independent woman who don't need no man. Especially since there were plenty of cuddles to go around on the little island paradise. She wanted for nothing, feared for nothing, and generally enjoyed her self-appointed role as island busy-body.
Speaking of busy-body-business - Moorhen was currently stalking Venninne, who had recently return from goodness knows where. Even though she knew the other woman and generally thought well of her, Moorhen still couldn't help but regard her return with suspicion. She was paranoid like that, and there were puppies running around, damn it!
Moorhen snuffled at some of Venninne's tracks and noticed that the older wolf had already run into Coelacanth at some point. This soothed the shewolf enough that she abandoned her trail and went to lie in the cool shallows of a nearby stream, where she began to lick at her paws in a fussy, indignant manner.
Speaking of busy-body-business - Moorhen was currently stalking Venninne, who had recently return from goodness knows where. Even though she knew the other woman and generally thought well of her, Moorhen still couldn't help but regard her return with suspicion. She was paranoid like that, and there were puppies running around, damn it!
Moorhen snuffled at some of Venninne's tracks and noticed that the older wolf had already run into Coelacanth at some point. This soothed the shewolf enough that she abandoned her trail and went to lie in the cool shallows of a nearby stream, where she began to lick at her paws in a fussy, indignant manner.
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bred of an airy word - by Moor - August 24, 2018, 07:21 PM
RE: bred of an airy word - by Fern - September 03, 2018, 08:42 AM
RE: bred of an airy word - by Moor - September 03, 2018, 10:52 AM