April 26th, 2021, 06:42 AM
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Teen romance
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Join Date: Mar 2021
Status: Dancing with the stars
Gender: Ghost - he/him (trash)
Posts: 2,139
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A soft furred moth and a looming shadow (PRIVET)
Mothfur padded out of the warriors den and yawned. “Stupid cramped den “she spat “I didn’t even get sleep “padding out to a sunny patch under a tree she began grooming her fur all the while muttering curses under her breath where’s soft shadow when you need him . @Kunaiskrill
Last edited by Fenz; April 26th, 2021 at 11:00 AM.
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