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Posted: Sun May 08, 2016 7:39 pm
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Last Night did not often respond to these nudges, the knowing, for her the knowing was interesting in and of itself and she felt little desire either way to meet or not meet its source. It was enough for her, enough to know and know completely in this one way, that she could walk away--for her a new thing that came with this new instinct.
Sometimes though, when she had no other secret paths and threads of interest drawing her along, she followed this instinct to it's source: expecting parents, especially those in need or those searching.
She followed this time, until she came upon the pale, speckled doe. Her antlers reached into the sky, dark like reaching claws, but her voice was low and calm, gentle, "Well met."
SilverShieldwolf Just a small reminder in case you haven't yet to reach out to Owl and have her PM me confirmation for this breeding!
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 10:31 pm
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Last Night smiled, just slightly, her eyes, all of them, turned softly upon the doe. She tilted her head at the offering, antlers drawing a graceful arc across the sky. It was an interesting gift, fitting though the doe could not know it.
"A unique offering to be sure," she said, her voice going far away as she wondered at the kin the scale must have come from. "A story in many ways."
She almost asked if the doe might let her see it, the story, but she refrained. A blessing for a gift, the story later, perhaps. "And what can I do for you? What gift can I offer your children?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 7:38 pm
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