Fear and Loathing
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She was adorning her black leather collar, a collar she'd had since her adolescence in Europe and now she wore it again. One could say it was because she was reflecting in on herself, finding herself once more. It was a worn out man made object, only having three large rings hanging from it instead of five like it was supposed to have. The large rings were held on by two small rings that were then bound to the leather. A collar she held precious to her, just as precious as her red doggy (stuffed animal).

Adonia was startled to have come across him so quickly but joy was held within her mixed colored orbs. "Hi..." She panted holding up her one leg for a second not thinking about it. Her head bowed down and she glanced downward to it when he mentioned her leg. "Probably not, but it feels fine.." she moved into a sit and put it down trying to blend it in with her other leg to show she was fine. "...really.." A large smile came to her face and her tail gave a wide wag. She was lost in his stare, in his scent, and in him.


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