by orca-xing » Tue Mar 04, 2014 1:29 pm
Angel quickly ran up the hill, seeing if she could find Jersey. Once she got to his old den, an unfamiliar smell washed over her nose. She quickly recognized it as a type of waste, but didn't know what. She was confused and squeaked "Jersey?" She quickly skittered into the bushes, and caught a very faint scent of Jersey. She followed it, until she was in a dark patch of shade.
Orca. teen. she/her
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