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Make Way For Young Blood

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Ophelia

Loner

Master Healer (240)

Expert Fighter (167)

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age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
185
size
Medium
build
Obese
posts
250
player
Ali

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipPride - LesbianAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
How many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! UnderachieverBy the skin of my teethOverachieverSnake EyesCritical Fail!
02-06-2021, 10:55 AM

Though it had never been said outright Ophie had always been nudged away from pestering her eldest sister. The little Fatalis had seen her in passing a lot but had never quite struck up the courage to just go up to her and say hi. What was the worst that could happen? A lot of things actually. More than anything in the whole wide world Ophie wanted to be liked and loved and so the thought of her own sister casting her aside was more than enough to make her keep second guessing herself. The what ifs and maybes were forcibly shoved aside when she heard her sister raise a howl to the sky, asking for an audience  to something that sounded really important.

Rocking back on her heels Ophie felt as though she ought to just let it go, but she wanted to see what was going on and as a Fatalis it was her right to, surely? Surely surely surely. Breaking out into a lope, Ophie splashed her way through puddles and muck and eventually found herself in the Armada's communal space, the bonfire lit, pelts laid out as Aslatiel waited in the centre. Her shoulders square and resolute, her gaze sharp and focused.

Ophie was quick to settle on one of the furs as she waited. Serious stuff was afoot.

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