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Gossamer



Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
442
size
Large
build
Light
posts
715
player
Shelby

How many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! Ooh La LaSamhain 2022LegendaryPride - DemisexualTeacher
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04-03-2021, 03:33 PM


In between some of her fake attacks and bounces in the heavy snow, she realized that her sister was near by and stopped when Gossamer called out to her. She knew that Gossamer in particular had really taken off in her training and the idea of facing off with her speckled sister did make her hesitate, but she didn't want to look like she was afraid of a challenge either. She hid her uncertainty with a grin and turned away from the dummy she was pretending to spar with as she called back, "Yeah! Of course!" She trotted over to where Gossamer was standing, her tail wagging gently behind her. She had gotten very good at hiding her own emotions as of late and now was certainly no exception. "What kind of training were you thinking?" She didn't know if her sister would just want a regular spar or if there was something else that she was working on that they would do instead. Briar was having trouble even figuring out where to go beyond the very basics so anything would be a lesson of some kind to her.

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