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Gavi
the desert thorn
Loner
Statistics
Species
Coywolf (50/50)
Sex
female (she/her)
Age
0 (6/15/26)
Height
Short
Weight
Light
Build
Slender
Eyes
desert yellow
Fur
aluminum, charcoal, rust, black
Oddities
freckles, large ears
Mark of Mythris
None
Writer
boo (Threadlog)
Posts
2
Threads
1
scrappy • posessive • suspicious • flighty • feral • devoted
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Yesterday, 3:45 PM
 
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Häti, Benji , any siblings!

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The sun was always hot. And the entrance of the den was always a temptation.

A little body would coil, twisting and shifting like the tides of the dunes. But she was not made of sand, not like the rest of them. She stood out — cool coal coat gnashing against desert warmth. But the girl did not know that she was different. She only knew that she was a warrior of the desert. A desert cactus.

Primed and ready to spike.

Hi-YAH, she would screech, her tiny body pouncing toward a drift of sand at the mouth of the family den. And in her paws, the sand would melt. And she would grin, potato body and even more potato-like paws dancing around at the mouth of the den. Stomping and dominating and ...

She was so excited.
Gavi would bark.

Loudly.

Think of it as a wake-up call. Her little body vibrated.

It was simply an announcement that she'd made it to the den's mouth.
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call me dancing slowly - by Gavi - Yesterday, 3:45 PM
RE: call me dancing slowly - by Zovi - Yesterday, 4:32 PM
RE: call me dancing slowly - by Solda - Yesterday, 10:35 PM

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