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Tundra Wolf + Mixed-breed dog

Sex
Female (She/her)

Age
2 years (3/4/2023)

Height
Very Short

Weight
Very Light

Build
Petite

Eyes
Light blue

Fur
Rosy beige, white

Scent
Floral

Oddities
Oddly long, flowing fur.


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Cvetka rolled to be in heat (I am so sorry)
Skill: N/A

Caught off guard, the girl jumped. Her ears pinned back and she bristled momentarily, before regaining her composure and letting out a soft huff.

The newcomer was gray. With long-haired paws and ear tufts, golden eyes, and silver fur accented by deeper slate. Similar to herself in height, albeit seemingly slightly taller.

Amaris?

No. Amaris wasn't a woman, and Amaris wasn't short.

'Is something the matter?' Confused, Cvetka tilted her head over and flicked her ears forward. 'You seem to be very angry with the dirt. Do you need help punishing it?'

Punish? The dirt?

Cvetka was perplexed, to say the least. Punish...? She mumbled, Нет, I am trying to rest. The young woman turned back around and continued to haphazardly trample over the wizened turf. The grass is very... itchy.

Eventually, she flopped down onto her flank with a gruff sigh. The stars were gone. Her mind was hazed—even more so than usual—and she was tired. Yet, the prickly blades of grass continued to wedge against her sides.
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All events involving Cvetka occur on a strictly organic basis unless discussed OOC and mutually agreed upon.
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RE: birds singin' in the sycamore tree - by Cvetka - 3/4/2025, 12:09 AM

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