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Tundra Wolf

Sex
Female (she/her)

Age
4

Height
Very Tall

Weight
Average

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Periwinkle

Fur
ebony blue and charcoal

Scent
mint and juniper-berries

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gjalla pivots to the ruckus behind her on instinct alone, and she is glad that she does—snow explodes at her forelegs as a stranger skids to a harsh stop only some paces before her. too close. close enough that her shoulder clips frost instead of bone.

her claws score stone as she turns fully then, head snapping after him. the boy before her is wide-eyed and breathing hard, all momentum spent and spilling embarrassment instead. periwinkle eyes pin him, cold and appraising, taking in the long legs, the youth in the shoulders, the way his gaze skitters and then sticks despite itself.

she swallows whatever anger rises from his lack of awareness, instead settling for displeased frown, brows knitted. watch your path, child, she says at last, voice flat as the stone under her paws. her tail flicks once, irritation leashed but present.

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RE: a concentrated cut mixture, poison out the bottle take it with no cure - by Gjalla - 12/28/2025, 2:19 AM

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