Someone that dont belongs... who could it be?
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Aeron
I'm alive
Take a look into my eyes
This time I'ma take you for a ride
I'm invincible tonight!
WC :: +179 OOC ::

Aeron had been patrolling that seemed to be what her life was. Her daughter, patrolling and charm. That was all there was to her simple life, it was not a easy as her just doing what ever she wanted. She huffed as she moved along no creatures with her minus thisle. the maine coon mixed cat stayed in the trees and hardly talked to the golden female but that was what Thisle wanted.

Aeron hated hearing calls at the border theymade her feel rushed when she was relaxing. She wondered what the stranger could want. The sound that came from the other was not one looking for a home. Rather one looking for something else. Well if this someone had come looking for trouble then Anathema was not the land they wanted to be at.

She moved slowly and then stopped when she saw the figure at the border. Who goes there? She demanded her voice carrying power.





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