ardent

you found me

aunt hela



You're not feeling so well...

Siren

Loner

Master Healer (250)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
1574
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
314
player
KatG6

The Ooze Participant
05-11-2020, 07:23 AM
Siren Primrose

There were no rocks for her to scramble up on to keep away from the ghosts that Chimera was sure would come up and grab her. As long as she stood on a rock they wouldn’t be able to grab her tantalizing self. If ghosts liked little crying girls the most it was only a matter of time before something got her. Be it monster or ghost. The sound of paws on sand was too quiet for the girl to notice the very much alive wolf headed towards her.

The girl jumped at the sounds of the voice, from her silver eye Siren could see her aura was a familiar charcoal color that many of her pack mates shared. She did not hold the royal colors of her mother or uncle Hari, but she did remind her of her two giant brothers. ”The ghosts are going to get me.” She whimpered softly in return as she deflated into herself and coward on the sand.



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