September 12, 2024, 08:45 PM
The skies, moody and grey, were mirrored in Arrax's gaze as he watched the girl from afar, suspecting this was one of the sisters Ujurak mentioned. He turned to move away, unwilling to make nice with the other young members of the pack – as well as maybe find somewhere to shelter from the downpour – but her strange movements had him pause. Blinking in confusion, he made his way to her.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked as he came within earshot of the sister, tone accusatory.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked as he came within earshot of the sister, tone accusatory.
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and oh baby, when they made me, they broke the mold - by Dahlia - September 12, 2024, 04:26 PM
RE: and oh baby, when they made me, they broke the mold - by Arrax - September 12, 2024, 08:45 PM