November 28, 2022, 01:05 PM
Völva followed Ash Paw away from Blackfeather Woods, across the open terrains and to an impressive plateu, where pack scents lingered.
The Seer stopped a small distance from the strength of the first border, looking for Ash Paw, be it beside her or otherwise, before the spiderling tilted back her head and released an eerie, low call for leadership.
She would wait patiently for the arrival of the one in charge, tail swishing idly at her heels.
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Bite my tongue, - by Völva - November 28, 2022, 01:05 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by RIP Ash Star - November 28, 2022, 01:22 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Ingram - November 28, 2022, 03:06 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Völva - November 28, 2022, 05:12 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by RIP Ash Star - November 29, 2022, 07:47 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Ingram - November 30, 2022, 08:27 AM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Völva - November 30, 2022, 12:52 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Ingram - November 30, 2022, 02:41 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by RIP Ash Star - November 30, 2022, 06:53 PM
RE: Bite my tongue, - by Völva - December 01, 2022, 12:04 PM