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Dawnbreak (Mender)
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Species
Arctic Wolf

Sex
Female (She/Her)

Age
3 (4/30/2022)

Height
Very Short

Weight
Very Light

Build
Slender

Eyes
Herbal green with aqua around pupil (Central het.)

Fur
Sunshine, cream, and toast

Scent
Sunlight, Honey

Oddities
Star on forehead, braids in fur, scar on right flank

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{ Title: 'Roses' }
Skill: ---
Set during Solvi's visit to Elysium in late Nov./early Dec.
Valeska

She had settled into something of a temporary routine.

Solvi had always been early to rise, if for no other reason than Bjarki would not allow her to sleep in. He did not understand the importance of beauty sleep unless it applied to him and, as token food-giver, she was forced to rearrange her schedule to suit his needs.

By the time the first light bled into the horizon, Solvi had already been awake for a handful of hours. She used the meager light of dimming night to hunt by - an endeavor that usually took longer than she would like to admit with her lackluster ability - before she made her way back to the relatively central portion of the territory.

Waking so early was not such a bad habit to have, she thought idly as she paused in her steps to admire the sky. Underfoot, a wide expanse of fresh snow spread to complement the pastel tones of morning shining down on the new day.

If she didn't wake so early, she wouldn't get to see the hues of the world awakening, and that would be a shame.

She had just lowered her head to its normal station when she caught a silver shape further along her path. At first, she thought it to be Amaris, but it was not the moonsilver boy - it was his mother, who Solvi hadn't gotten to acquaint herself with just yet.

The honeybee strode forward, ears cupped toward the priestess.

It is a beautiful morning, she greeted her, drawing to a stop from a respectful distance. Her muzzle held a polite smile, the tip of her tail flickering in the offering of a restrained wag.
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I dig my roots into the ground - by Sølvi - 12/18/2024, 2:12 AM

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