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Year SixSeason: Winter Month: December Breeding / Birthing: Year Round  There is no end to how cold it is getting, and there is only more winter to come! With the cold season comes extremes of ice and snow that can be painfully sharp on the paws in the north, even for the thickest pelts. Snow has been spotted in even the southern region's woodland cliffs and marshes.
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 quoth the raven, niyol info!
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relationship status
Airden, Ruelle ♂ |
loner |
unsure |
my father trusted you .. should i? |
Lycurgus, Feist ♀ |
missing |
unsure |
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Nahcomence, Na'vi ♀ |
loner |
love |
you are the one i will always protect |
Nahcomence, Kono ♀ |
missing |
confusion |
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Nahcomence, Lokni ♂ |
missing |
unsure |
you left like all the others |
Neigh, Vespucci ♀ |
missing |
mystery |
who are you? |
Volyce, Vilyneous ♀ |
loner |
distaste |
you don't own me, wench |
---, Morikiah ♂ |
loner |
mild trust |
you protected us -- my sister and i |
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OOC !
get off of my back!
Beautiful table by Jolee! <3 Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Beautiful table by Anna! <3 Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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niyol nahcomence
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Beautiful table by Anna! <3 Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Beautiful table by Jolee! <3 Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Beautiful table by Jay! <3 Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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Nevermore. But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, that one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - 'till I scarcely more than muttered: `Other friends have flown before - On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
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