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A bit chilly dont ya think?

Welp for this boy please do enjoy filling the form and adding to the question...
Was he born with stick arms? Did he earn these stick arms? How'd he get them?
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Ends December 11th

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[doglover947]

Username: doglover947
Name: Yuki (Meaning snow in japanese)
Gender: Male
Was he born with stick arms?
One winter as he was huddled inside a hollow oak tree he felt his arms go
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[alpenglow]

Username: alpenglow

Name: frost

Gender: female

Prompt: frost wasn't born with stick arms. she was born with no arms at all. she always struggled in day to day activites and tasks. she felt left out. not many people understood her.

one day, she was taking her daily walk in the forest. being in the forest calmed her, and she felt at home there. taking a break, she leaned against a particularly tall and sturdy tree. suddenly, she began to feel very warm, despite the forest floor being covered in snow. she let the warmth consume her. the tree came to cover her body, but frost was not afraid. she felt comfortable, at peace, even happy. within a moment, the branches released her. frost looked down to see her beautiful new arms, crafted of sticks and branches. the arms felt natural, like they had been there all her life.

frost had never been happier. she cried magnificent tears of joy. her tears fell into the white winter snow, and a small tree began to grow from the ground where the tears had fallen.
frost left the forest that day feeling more content than usual.

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[Guest]

Username: alpenglow

Name: frost

Gender: female

Prompt: frost wasn't born with stick arms. she was born with no arms at all. she always struggled in day to day activites and tasks. she felt left out. not many people understood her.

one day, she was taking her daily walk in the forest. being in the forest calmed her, and she felt at home there. taking a break, she leaned against a particularly tall and sturdy tree. suddenly, she began to feel very warm, despite the forest floor being covered in snow. she let the warmth consume her. the tree came to cover her body, but frost was not afraid. she felt comfortable, at peace, even happy. within a moment, the branches released her. frost looked down to see her beautiful new arms, crafted of sticks and branches. the arms felt natural, like they had been there all her life.

frost had never been happier. she cried magnificent tears of joy. her tears fell into the white winter snow, and a small tree began to grow from the ground where the tears had fallen.
frost left the forest that day feeling more content than usual.

Extra(s): possible wip?

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