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The Scars You Left



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
KatG6

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04-09-2020, 09:19 AM
Venom had missed her sister’s presence, but that was nothing new. At one point the girls had been nearly inseparable, but now the princess felt like her sibling was a stranger. For as long as she could remember her parents, Klein or Abraxas, preached the closeness of their family. Still, she felt like her sisters were as far a reach as her father. Plague often visited her, and their bond seemed to be growing slowly. Even he had quieted to her.

The yearling spent much of her time here in the shrine, and hadn’t missed the small den that her sister and father’s once companion seemed to hole themselves up within. For days now they seemed not to leave, but today Venom caught the fresh scent. The gloved girl padded up quietly, apprehensive about her sudden appearance, but she hoped she wouldn’t be directly rebuked. ”Toxicity?” Her sister’s name was foreign on her lips, and the feeling was shameful. Venom had to try harder to rebuild her relationship with her siblings.
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