Fabric of the past

[Axelle Napier]

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Her eyes are gray and pink ^.^ WC: 176

Bindu looked relieved once Axelle had moved away from the door. Good, she’s looking better now. Axelle smiled toward her and watched as she came out from the shack. It was tiny in there. Very claustrophobical, if you asked her, even though that wasn’t even a word. She made it up on her own, thank you very much. The femme came out and introduced herself. She had a lot of interesting colors on her body. They ranged from golds to browns, and mushed together at some points. They suited her. Well, they had to because she was stuck with them for the rest of her life. This called for a proper introduction after all.

Well, hello Bindu. I’m Axelle.

Bindu. An interesting name to go with an interesting female, indeed.

Where do you reside, Bindu?

Axelle couldn’t smell anything on her that led her towards any specific pack. Though, there was a slight chance she just joined somewhere and didn’t have the pack smell on her yet. Being a loner was the way to go, though.





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