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🐕- Dog breed

American Leopard Hound

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😡 - A song that embodies my muse’s aggression/angst 💀 - A song that would be played to portray my muse’s death or passing

😡 - A song that embodies my muse’s aggression/angst

💀 - A song that would be played to portray my muse’s death or passing

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Morning After (Not canon ofc, but I have a feeling it would be hilarious)

She patted at the mass of man beside her, eyes still closed as that tattooed hand felt along muscles and a foreign frame, “What in th--...” Her eyes shot open to see a softly snoring Gal there beside her... in her home no less!

Stray gave a meow as if to scold the Storykeeper as she rolled from the bed to crouch beside it, peering over the edge up to the slumbering man, “I am so dead...” She mutters only for the cat to meow in agreement.

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📔

I fear, sometimes, what my future may hold. What if I hear a story I should not hear? What if I draw the ire of someone who I cannot escape from? These are fears I have, but will anything come of them? I doubt it. People share freely.

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📔 x2 One for Zandalar and one for Kul Tiras

Zandalar... the land of trolls. It has three regions and my least favorite is the desert. I dislike sand getting into places that it doesn’t belong, but their capital city is beautiful. I fear what ill our Horde will do to them. But alas, they need allies. And those massive creatures they ride! I am in awe of this! The masks! I have three already! One is even crafted with gold!

Kul Tiras, I have yet to fully explores those lands but so far it holds a magic all its own, and the fashions! Oh, I can’t wait to wear them to places. People will certainly talk and the tide sages?! I am curious about their skills; it is some sub-class that involves frost? I wish to know!

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™ (Even though they havn't met?)

Vitka pointed to a picture of a man she hadn’t seen before, her brow raising. “Him? No, I’m afraid I don’t know who he is.” She leaned a little closer, her fingernails lightly stroking her chin and a coy, little smile pulling on her lips. “I wish I did, though.”

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With an undignified flop, the infiltrator takes a seat by the fire near a familiar masked woman. With a small smirk, he offers up a flask to the woman as he watches the flames lick at the pile of wood and kindling. "Hello again, doll face. Seems I've managed to stumble into a friendly camp for once. Have any good stories to uplift a spirit during this time of war?"

Accepting the flask, she chuckles at the name he referred to her as, taking a swig from that very flask before speaking, “It does seem you’ve stumbled into a friendly camp, as for stories... I have a few, what sort are you fancying? Damsel in distress? Hero saves the day? Some moral ending? Action? Horror? I know plenty of tales. Take your choice.”

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FEEL. -How does your character react to a persons touch? A random stranger’s? A loved one’s? A friend’s?

“Are you planning to reach out and touch?” The woman teases before laughing for a moment, “I feel touch is important whether it is a handshake from a stranger you’re meeting for the first time to that soft kiss to the brow,” Tattooed fingers brush her own brow, “From a lover, or even a hug from a dear old friend. It establishes a connect that simple words sometimes can’t convey. Yes, I have my boundaries, but I won’t shudder away from taking a stranger’s hand or the hug from a friend.” She had left out the mention of a lover as she smiles from beneath the half mask she was wearing.