Jan 16, 2016
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TEXT: You think you’re my goddamn mother, Peyton.TEXT: Well guess what, you’re not. TEXT: She’s dead too, just like everyone elseTEXT: I didn’t need her and I don’t need you
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TEXT: You think you’re my goddamn mother, Peyton.TEXT: Well guess what, you’re not. TEXT: She’s dead too, just like everyone elseTEXT: I didn’t need her and I don’t need you
Text | Lares Pack
Cali: I want everyone to stay out of the woods until further notice. New shifter in town. Doesn't know much about werewolves but thinks he does. Don't put it past him to be dangerous. Keep an eye out, and don't do anything stupid. Especially you, Asher.
Peyton's lifeline?
Peyton’s lifeline is woven like a silk ribbon, delicate and beautiful, but strong enough to hold the powerhouse of a dancer’s calf in place. Like any ribbon cut before its time and used carelessly and without caution, her ends are frayed and tired, the color is no longer as glossy and bright as it once was, but still, the ribbon holds strong.