”it’s not that hard to hunt yourself y’know you helpless dorks” she thinks to herself, tired from hunting all day to supply the camp for winter “maybe i’ll get the to help next time..” she thinks before she hears a small twig snap and whips around, summoning her shadow scythe who’s there? i’m not afraid of disposing of you.
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01/04/2025