by the family business. » Fri Jul 03, 2015 10:02 am
Squirrelfire had been sunning herself on her favorite rock after a nice, refreshing swim, beginning to groom the water from her ginger tabby pelt when a familiar scent caught her attention, recognizing it instantly. Her mate, Darkpelt. Turning back toward the trail, the molly waited for the tomcat, smiling faintly.
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HELPING
PEOPLE
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hello everyone! I am the
family business, a teenag
e female currently living
in canada. I have multipl
e favourite television sho
ws, feel free to ask about
them, as well as different
bands and maybe even re
commend a few.
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ne x one requests or role
play invites, so don't hes
itate to ask! I tend to le
an more toward animal
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