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Not the Hero we deserve
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[html]  Blah, this is short  Oh, and for the opponent, I'm thinking maybe a young mountain lion? I want something that would be roughly Savina's size, maybe a bit smaller. That work for you?
It was turning out to be a pretty quiet day around the lands of Twilight Vale. Savina was simply walking through the forests, aimlessly. Even though everything was quiet, something had the female on edge. She felt as if there were something in the air, something not quite right. However she was unable to identify what was making her so anxious. It almost felt like the calm before the storm. Emerald eyes gazed up at the patch of sky visible between the canopy of the trees. It did look like rain, perhaps a thunderstorm even. That must be it. Its only that its about to rain. Even though she told herself that the back part of her mind was not convinced.
Shaking her head, the Lacerta continued on her way. Dark form passing between the trees and bushes. It had been a day much like this the day after her mother had died. A day she would much rather forget than remember. It was a dark part of her past, one that haunted her. And frightened her.
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