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Thread: from our wounds
Post: RE: from our wounds
| Inaria, Inaria, Inaria. It was in the Fringe Dires' blood, his black blood, and Haven had known for some time that she loved him. They are his, of course they are his, and of course she would die for ... |
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Thread: the stories we made [prp]
Post: RE: the stories we made [prp]
| The shadow at the mouth of the den sparked a rush of wide-eyed adrenaline at first - some things are primal and ferocious and older than even Inaria. But it was Kashmir, her friend, and that instinctu... |
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Thread: the stories we made [prp]
Post: the stories we made [prp]
| It was dark and warm. A beam of sunlight fell across her face from the opening of the den, her expression one of sleepless exhaustion. Her body was tired but her mind would not rest, and she stared li... |
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Thread: from our wounds
Post: RE: from our wounds
| The wind rustled past them, focused on its spiraling journey to its horizon, going in a hurry. The dawn light glittered through patches of shadow. There was a gnawing at the queen's stomach - but tha... |
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Thread: The heart bites back
Post: RE: The heart bites back
| The younger wolf gave a dismissive snort, and the paladin queen took another step forward. He continued to gnaw on his bone as he considered the mention of his time in the marshlands. After a pause, h... |
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Thread: your body is the road to where peace begins [Challenge for Emissary rank]
Post: RE: your body is the road to where peace begins [C...
| "Queen Haven, milady, it is an honor!" Gin greeted her, and the queen gave only a nod, acknowledging him - he had done good work after all, and had every right to be invested in the outcome of this. S... |
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Thread: The heart bites back
Post: RE: The heart bites back
| She heard the crunch of bone and the flash of green eyes, and from deep in her gut came a rumbling, animalistic growl.
But it wasn't Dragon, with her soft, somber voice and cryptic threats. He ans... |
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Thread: from our wounds
Post: from our wounds
| Nervous.
Haven was fearless, bold, a bastion of strength and power. She was good, ferociously good, and she told herself she would never run from a battle again, after Eschaton. She would not hide... |
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Thread: The heart bites back
Post: The heart bites back
| The queen didn't often come to this part of the packlands. She just really, really wanted to be alone right now.
Xenia's suggestion rang out in her mind like the sound of a tolling bell. (It's not ... |
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Thread: lavender seedlings [xenia]
Post: lavender seedlings [xenia]
| The queen was agitated and dour. She'd been avoiding Cockatrice, avoiding Kashmir, and Ghost, mostly to spare them her irritability. But she also hadn't gone to them because the pain in her hip had ma... |
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Thread: weights and measures [Kieran]
Post: RE: weights and measures [Kieran]
| The omega smelled of healing wounds and lavender. The queen could tell she'd startled him, his eyes wide and ears pinned. She watched as he lowered himself into a bow, dropping his meal at her feet a... |
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Thread: weights and measures [Kieran]
Post: weights and measures [Kieran]
| The queen paced the edge of the lake restlessly. She'd been anxious and nauseous and in foul tempers the past few days, despite having been given no reason for it. She stared at her reflection in the ... |
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Thread: agape
Post: RE: agape
| The queen had always had trouble sleeping, and tonight was no exception.
Things had been quiet for some time now. Peace had settled across Inaria like a comforting autumn warmth. Haven didn't reall... |
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