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QueenPrisme at 23:06, 17 June 2016

QueenPrisme — Fri, 17 Jun 2016 23:06:51 GMT

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-	His thick black skinned claw raced to meet my face, a smirk made its way to my deep violet lips. His tails hit the ground with a thud and the gust of wind that his strike was creating ruffled my orange pink hair. I moved my small hand out to the side while my friends drew their weapons. My blue eyes danced over the beasts strong body and counted the barking, growling, and drooling heads.	+	His thick black skinned claw raced to meet my face, a smirk made its way to my deep violet lips. His tails hit the ground with a thud and the gust of wind that his strike was creating ruffled my orange pink hair. I moved my small hand out to the side in a defensive position while my friends drew their weapons. My blue eyes danced over the beasts strong body and counted the barking, growling, and drooling heads.

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QueenPrisme at 00:07, 30 April 2016

QueenPrisme — Sat, 30 Apr 2016 00:07:21 GMT

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-	His thick black skinned claw raced to meet my face, I smirk made its way to my deep violet lips. His tails hit the ground with a thud and the gust of wind his strike was creating ruffled my orange pink hair. I moved my small hand out to the side while my friends drew their weapons. My blue eyes danced over the beasts strong body and counted the barking, growling, and drooling heads.	+	His thick black skinned claw raced to meet my face, a smirk made its way to my deep violet lips. His tails hit the ground with a thud and the gust of wind that his strike was creating ruffled my orange pink hair. I moved my small hand out to the side while my friends drew their weapons. My blue eyes danced over the beasts strong body and counted the barking, growling, and drooling heads.

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QueenPrisme — Thu, 21 Apr 2016 03:28:24 GMT

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His thick black skinned claw raced to meet my face, I smirk made its way to my deep violet lips. His tails hit the ground with a thud and the gust of wind his strike was creating ruffled my orange pink hair. I moved my small hand out to the side while my friends drew their weapons. My blue eyes danced over the beasts strong body and counted the barking, growling, and drooling heads.

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[[Draw your magical weapon]]
[[Run for cover]]

[[Category: The Bringers of Chaos]]