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Dawnbreak
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arctic x timber wolf

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Female (she/her)

Age
2

Height
Short

Weight
Light

Build
Petite

Eyes
sunset gold

Fur
silversmoke & whites

Scent
evergreen & warm amber


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With her failing at rising to one of Dawnbreak’s pillars, Euphemia had several interesting reactions – or more like, kickstarts. There was a brief week where she felt as thought she might die (or, that she would rather die than to keep on living as thus). Then, after that she took to the winds and traveled the lands that surrounded the Vale, both near and far. During this time, she thought for just a moment, that perhaps she was meant for the life of a wayfarer afterall. Dawnbreak had rejected her.

Why try to force it, anymore?

Thankfully, that phase passed and it landed herself squatly back amongst Frostfang Vale. This winter had been the longest in her living memory, and the more she thought about it, the more she thought it was strange how the snow persisted and clung to the ground yet it was well into the spring season. Euphemia scooted around the variable heights of the landscape, trying to see just how this prolonged frost might affect or blight the spring’s earliest medicines.

The sprite was unaware that her first foray into guardianship was to occur at that very moment. Her response was automatic after she caught a glimpse of the strange form amongst the mists. Halt, interloper! she called out as she surged forward, aiming to use her own small form as a cog in his forward projection. Perhaps the woman should have more fear, but truly – the size and mass of the man reminded her of father, and there was no one she was afraid of less than her father. Not since he had left them, time and time again. Wolves could be fearsome in body, but it didn't mean anything about who they were. Tiberius's presence had always been somewhat gentle with her,

whenever he decided to be present, if that was even a little bit, or not at all.

Call it a maladaptive behavior or whatever – Euphemia stood there with her legs locked in place, a serious malaise across her expression, all done with the vigor of a wolf who knew her pack would be summoned in the very next second or two.




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she doesn't know that the world is turning just for her
Halloween 2025
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Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 3/26/2025, 3:07 PM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Euphemia - 4/3/2025, 4:03 AM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 4/4/2025, 7:50 PM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 4/16/2025, 5:54 PM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 4/27/2025, 5:11 PM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 7/7/2025, 5:38 PM
RE: Scoring the End of the World. - by Wolf - 7/18/2025, 1:05 PM

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