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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!
10-01-2021, 11:43 AM

Ophie swallowed thickly, a knot already forming in the pit of her throat. She'd heard of blood moons and those sounded far more threatening than this, so why was she so shaken up? Like she'd just seen the impossible? Well, it wasn't really a facts or common sense sort of deal. If anything, it was more of a feeling, settled deep in her gut, insistent something was wrong. Even if she didn't know what or why.

Her breathing was shaky as she exhaled and a light puff of purple mist rolled over her lips, causing her to flinch back in alarm when she caught sight of it. That- that wasn't supposed to happen! Was the smoke a result of her sigh or was it slipping inside of her mouth? EITHER OPTION WAS TERRIFYING!

Steps approached, squelching in the muck and fat little Ophie froze stiff, muddy fur standing on end as she snapped her muzzle shut. She wanted to run and never look back but just couldn't force her limbs to respond, to do as they were told. Working herself up into a panic, she was only slightly soothed when she realised it was Jynn and not some unearthly creature of the swamp ready to gobble her right up. Though it still might, safety in numbers was not a given.

"MMM." Ophie responded, muzzle still firmly clamped shut.

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