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AW Yet I’m reminded of my beating heart

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False Prince
Saatsine
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
Male (he/him)

Age
2 years

Height
Tall

Weight
Light

Build
Slender

Eyes
Amber

Fur
Dark grey with light grey accents and ticking

Scent
Dusty pine and dry winds

Oddities
A crooked left hind leg from an injury.


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Bold. Fearless. Outgoing. Clever. Callous. Sarcastic. Flippant. Aggressive.
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She looked so surprised that he did not know what an aana was, and Aivar could only scoff when she in turn was surprised he didn't have one.

Well maybe I did, I don't know! His voice was light, then turned to laughter. But no one had ever taught him such a skill. It was so foreign to him.

Mother of his mother…

He realized then, Oh, he shook his head. No I didn't have an aana, then. Just my mother. I mean, I'm sure I had a grandmother but I never knew them. His ears pulled back, and he looked both contemplative and sheepish as he thought about it.

My mother, though, he said. She was a very wise wolf, and I loved her— His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat, very much. He took a deep breath.

Will you teach me how to take the skin off like this?
Halloween 2025
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RE: Yet I’m reminded of my beating heart - by Aivar - 12/13/2025, 6:11 AM

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