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4am and not even half way done with this stupid dress I decided to crochet because my sister has spirit week starting today technically and she is supposed to dress up like santa and elf or a toy and she has nothing for any of those so I'm making a dress for her to be an elf

Bloodscar

04:45:36 Blood, SwedishPotato

Hello

VioletEcho

04:27:50 Vi, Echo, Aria

Oh no is it DS today?😭😭

Enigma

04:20:17

Cool, I get to experience my wolf being bred to 9 wolves at once without use of items. Can't wait for the shitton of pups tomorrow

Cypress Road

04:13:38 Cy, love

Hello chat

Destinations End

03:57:08 Toliska, Desti, Coy

Hey

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a slow tilt of the monochromatic dame's head would signify confusion. a pair of milky white optics flickered towards your presence, seemingly staring into you...

"a psychic? ah... probably not. i just see things in a different light, is all. what my eyes cannot see, my brain unveils to me. i know more and i know less than anyone, i suppose." the wolf would speak in a monotone voice, tail curling around her paws.

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the sleek form of said blue cat would curl into a seated form, long dark tail curled over her teeny paws. as your question arose, her interest would be piqued. a fond smile settled on the dame's features as she took a breath.

" a story from long ago, hm? my name was chosen by my mother.. or, well.. the woman who raised me. she found me abandoned and sickly when i was only a few days old. she named me for my shiny fur, she said it reminded her of a beetle's shell shining in the dim-lit reflections of the moon.." beetle finished off her tale with a small nod, expression returning blank.

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a cat brow would raise at such an astonishing inquiry. "the story of my life? you must be quite bored." she'd muse, settling down into a more comfortable position for this tale.

"i was born about.. five centuries ago to a powerful sorceress. she was slain only days after my birth by the god of our realm for she had grown too sick with power. i was left abandoned for my mother to find me, and surely i would've died if not for her." beetle fondly grinned. "my mother helped me to recognize my magic. she showed me that i can take many forms, that my power is beyond comprehension. she is the reason i am strong today.. yet she died 470 years ago. after her death i felt rather lost.. i spent some time working as a familiar for a witch before i cut the agreement short when she wouldn't stop petting me." beetle paused to chuckle a bit, clearing her throat.

"agh.. five centuries is a lot to recap. after my familiar stunt i was an overlord in my realm for some time, quite recognized for i reigned over many districts and efficiently dispatched of my enemies... i fell victim of the same fate as my mother however; i grew too lustful for power. my wings were clipped and i was forced to make.. deals to keep myself afloat. ever since then i've been.. here. just trying to figure it all out." she sighed deeply, tail flickering in irritation.

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