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SEND ☼ TO HEAR THE WORDS THAT MY MUSE WOULD WHISPER TO YOURS ONLY WHEN YOUR MUSE IS FAST ASLEEP
Mags doesn’t say anything aloud yet, instead taking this opportunity to weave a waterfall braid into her hair. He mumbles half to himself with a little smile “I ain’t sure how ye manage to survive’n this place with so much hair, it’s damn hot!”
:If anyone is bad to you I’ll crush their heads beneath my hooves.: So violent all of a sudden, Dallen!












