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Wolf

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Female (She/Her)

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6 months (10/31/24)

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Short

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Average

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Slender

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Vibrant green

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Melody of browns, blacks, creams, and auburn

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Black rose, smoky vetiver, & dark plum

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Empathetic, obedient, jealous, selfish & insecure
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Her tail slithered into an even wag behind her as green eyes grew wide along the woman’s timid features. Her smile was as faltering as the moon that hid behind the sweep of clouds. Bella’s head cocked to one, a narrowed stare now encroaching on her baby-like features as she crinkled her maw at the other woman.

Was this woman a liar?

I don’t believe you, She uttered out next before dropping her body to a seat, her spine immediately tingling with the spike of cold.

This is a party, lady, She spelled out, a paaaarrrrttttyyy.

At least, Bella thought so.

She had heard rumblings about some celebration, though she hadn’t truly been listening when the older wolves uttered the purpose of their trip.

Selective hearing at its finest. Bella was here for the adventure, nothing more and nothing less.

You smile at parties, if you didn’t know. She said matter-of-factly. So, why aren’t you really smiling?

Was the woman sick? If so, maybe she shouldn't have come to the party at all.

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RE: slowly lurching toward your favorite city. - by Belladonna - 2/1/2025, 9:12 PM

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