Bid my blood to RUN
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. : Don't say I'm out of touch : .
. : Tayea : .
. : With this rampant chaos, your reality : .
. : Female : .
. : I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge : .
. : Female : .
.: The nightmare I built my own world to escape : .
. : Adult : .
. : In my field of paper flowers : .
. : A small slender dancers frame is cloaked in alabaster hued. Her sleek frame clothed in thick robes, but this lass is not pure, her slender legs are stained black, so dark, and capturing, this alabaster and ebon wolfess also wears an ink toned mask, covering cerulean optics, the large blotch covering most of the fatales face, staining downward toward her muzzle and upward between her large ears : .
. : I lie inside myself for hours : .
. : Tayea is a distraught soul, her heart fractured, her mind damaged Tayea walks this earth in search of something, some person, some cause to restore the balance that nature itself has upset. She is a wary creature, hidden away behind sarcastic stabs and sadistic remarks, carefully guarding the fragments that remain of her bitter heart. However she is nothing if not a loyal creature. True to her canine roots, once this girl is attached you can not rid yourself of her if you tried. The few bonds that she will create Tay nurtures and feeds. Once her trust is won, there is no better company than Tayea.
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Before I come UNDONE |